In the palm of my hand I held my soul,
My struggles, my faith, the new, the old.
My life, my past, seen in black and white,
The future approaching under hope's light.
The love I was bold enough to share,
Forgiveness I gave and forgiveness I begged.

To the day I open the windows of my heart,
To the rain I open all the windows,
Let it wash down my doubts,
Cleanse me of all my sorrows.

Let me open my heart once again,
Let the drops fill all my senses.
And as it runs down my skin,
The regrets in the air condenses.

Farewell

So you left, quietly, softly.
I thought we had more time,
And I wasted it, mindlessly,
And the loss was mine, all mine.

Slowly the night came,
And I felt the cold wind.
I paused, whispered your name,
You almost answered, it seemed.

You said you would, and I could,
But I did not pay attention.
The little bird flew to the woods,
Not a single word was mentioned.

Now I walk again, but not alone,
Not abandoned in the dark,
The memories are strong,
And I carry them in my heart.

Up the Stream

One step and just one more, under the sun and the rain,
The days filled with promises, on the path less taken.
And daring to dream, and daring to dream,
Going through the woods and up the stream.

Wiping the sweat, looking up, very quietly,
When the path is too steep, breathing faintly,
And daring to dream, and daring to dream,
Going through the woods and up the stream.

The burning sun crossing the bright skies,
Still getting lost, determined is the blind,
And daring to dream, and daring to dream,
Going through the woods and up the stream.