Listen

It takes more than an ear to listen Lies are heard with desire The want deciphers what is heard Then begins the transformation Changing what the mind knows the heart will never accept This interpretation is cruel Battering the soul with declarations that compromise pride Leaving only emptiness with reality Time can't heal what wasn't heard So I want you to listen to me... and be mindful of the veracity of which I speak For the mouth sometimes speaks with desire and my desire is far greater than words YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL TO ME Like a blossom in a field of barley You stand alone and shine under the sun I want to touch you and take you away from this place I want to plant you in a bed of green A warm bed My bed I want to be your pillow I can not tell you where we will be Or if where includes me I can't see tomorrow Or promise tonight I can promise this From my heart to your ear I WILL ALWAYS LISTEN