Free Birds

She is picking up the notes to match her pace. To find her place again garnered in lace. Nice gardens were she can be free, without hurtful stares she dares to be. The person on the inside she needs to be. to long the feathers of others have lashed her down her own wings are yearning to be found. Shine on me queen of day dreams I stare again into your thoughtful streams to remember she that walks with me. To remember I have a voice, I have some dreams. Im tired of seeing others in my mirrors pretending to be me. I want to dance again in the songs of me. I need to see again my hearts fate, my hearts dreams. painting the sky hard we decided not to fall apart but to build a place in each others hearts to hold us high when the storms raise up there powers. A home of everlasting under covers we lay grasping knowing we shine no longer alone that now there will always be someone there to hold. A safe one that is home