Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Love Will Come To You


Guess I wasn't the best one to ask
Me, myself, with my face pressed up against love's glass
To see the shiny toy I'd been hoping for
The one I never can afford
The wide world spins and spits turmoil
And the nations toil for peace
The paws of fear upon your chest
Only love can soothe that beast
And my words are paper tigers
No match for the predator of pain inside her
I say love will come to you
Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
As if I've offered up a crystal ball to look through
Where there's now one, there will be two

I was born under the sign of Cancer
Like brushing cloth, I smooth the wrinkles for an answer
And I'm always my eyes and wishing I'm fine
Even though I'm not this time
But I say love will come to you
Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
As if I've offered up a crystal ball to look through
Where there's now one, there will be two

Dodging your memories, a field of knives
Always on the outside looking in on others' lives
I say love will come to you
Hoping just because I spoke the words that they're true
As if I've offered up a crystal ball to look through
Where there's now one, there will be two

And I wish her insight to battle love's blindness
Strength from the milk of human kindness
A safe place for all the pieces that scattered
Learn to pretend there's more than love that matters


-Emily Saliers/Indigo Girls

2 comments:

Julie said...

You are right. Your son is adorable! Mine is still adorable (though he's nearly 17 now). I give thanks that the changes happen slowly. Savor your moments.

Unknown said...

The changes start slowing down? Oh good! This year seems to have passed in a whirlwind!