| Grounded | ||||||
| By Monica Rabino | ||||||
| I respect the roots that have nourished me And I understand the ties that bind me But to be forever in its grasp Is something I can't believe And I'm grounded With this claustrophobic sense of Wanting to break free I cry for help and all I can see Is them waving back at me And the violence Of their silence Was enough to warn me When can I be beautiful? When can I be free? When can I be strong with grace And intense in pace? When can I be me? And then there's you You have no idea what you do to me And you have no idea how you infect me And if you could see me the way I'd like you to You could set me free And your soul is possessed by another I have to look to you as a friend If you knew just the way I felt That's something I can't comprehend For the slightest Touch of your skin Was enough to warm me CHORUS And why is "too good" to be true And in fantasy To be denied of my existence And ecstasy And what is it about you That makes you different from everyone else And I imagine the rain And I find Myself I find myself with you CHORUS And when will they see The way that she sees me? And when will you see The way that she sees me? And when will I see The way that she sees And seizes me? When can I be? When can I just be? When can I be me? |
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| Copyright 1998 Monica Rabino | ||||||