Feb 7, 2009

It's My Turn (Lyrical Medley)

It’s my turn, to totally understand, and watch you walk out of my life and not do a damn thing…
I mean, it’s been done, we’ve reduced 2 to 1, not AS one, but in the Cingular form
Torn, broken up like a cellular call in an insufficient zone
Frustrated as I waited for a signal or tone to get back, in fact, what we lacked
Was each other, one another, undercover or in the open
No longer hoping, I, reminisce and miss your soft kissssss…Is
This where we’re supposed to be after 365 degrees? Full circle and then some;
Was I the one? Or you for me? Feelings expressed through spoken word, lyrics, and CD’s
Physically emotions rise and subside, like the tide on our own private beach
Kept each other in arms reach to feel safe, like a “tale” we chase getting dizzy
Feeling out of place. A waste? Wouldn’t trade it for any deal
Mustafa told me, “Love’s got the power to heal…
So I must be hurt, for what it’s worth you’re all that I am
I follow your “Burning Star” through the “Maze of Man,” overstand?
Or at least make the connection of, shared affection, on the same path
In different directions inevitably bumpin’ heads over the same questions
Rhetorical as they seem, an uncomfortable silence has fallen between.
Now I feel a void, not fill a void; but FEEL a void, see what I mean?
Words sound the same sometimes misconstrued, who knew, “One plus Me, just equals You…!
Should be true, though I have to admit that, “maybe I’m selfish; I want you to myself I can’t help it
Used to be “Halfcrazy” now “Sunny Days” let’s us “Just Be Friends…”; yet my soul knows “The Truth
“And you took it as a truth,” the existence of THIS is living proof, even if we dream,
Cause Oooh wee, Baby you’ve re-defined my vision of love, it seems…

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