Longing to get away,
to just be lost-
to find that something worth striving for;
the destination of all that's been sought.

Longing to soar just a little higher
than before,
longing to be just a little wiser-
to lose a little but gain a lot more.

Can you take me
to the place where you dwell?
can you make me
what i was becoming before i fell?

I need to find a blank page-
something a little more clear;
i need your love
to take away all this fear.

Can you teach me how to fly again-
even with my broken wing?
can you teach me just once more,
the song you long to hear me sing?

Take me,
be the strength that i can't be;
take away
all this tension building up in me.

Denise