to me he's a duke
standing on a cliff
overlooking a lake
the lake is dark
and deep
and he's not scared
but I am
to me I'm a prisoner
of my fears
all my fears are about
things I am not
things I think I can never be
so to deal with my fears
I dare myself
to do things
to be things
and, once I have done them
I can no longer believe
that I couldn't do them
if he loves me
I will show him
I know how to fly
today I long for the dark
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