The Dreamer

To walk in air so rare in a place so fair I finally cry

There are things inside me so cheated of the sunlight

So powerful they must stay in control, so me they bleed

There is a beautiful explosion within,  walking a wire

To run again and feel the wind is forever gone

It will never be

All I am is within

I am without

I will know who I am when who you see is me

What a rare thing it is to know I can never hide

What a special moment 

To see in your eyes

To hear in your words

To feel in your touch

That you truly know me

© Paul Viel 2002