Soul
In a warm spring afternoon I watch
With all the luck I have, I will not botch
I would never need to control
Never! All you do from your soul
Sit there, all I can do is envy
Patiently, there now, I witness your grace
Smoothly, swiftly, here, my eyes fall on your face
Man, I want this with all my soul
Oh how much I wish we might stroll
Under the moon, sky dark as coal
Stars so bright and white, so that I might
Hold you, find your pain, and console
My heart thumps with the force of a bass
Let the beat of my heart stop the tears, console
So that my sight might take your fright, in this place
That is my everlasting goal
I come back, I wish I could make this true
But you don’t, could you ever, have a clue do you
I wish to make you feel this, in your soul
This emotion takes its toll
And, as I sit and listen to this rock and roll,
Again, your graceful face finds my soul
And on me now, your eyes have set their sight
You smile, and you can see my soul
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