| Is It Too Late I sit here a million thoughts within my mind I wonder how long until I finally do find That special someone for whom my heart does seek Who can fill my eyes with tears, make my knees feel weak Sunshine walks on a Saturday afternoon Starlit nights lying beneath the moon Rainy day talks, huddled under the tree Sharing a hunger, young, wild, and free But those days seem to be just a dream Though I search, does IT search for me Do we pass in a crowd looking in other ways Did I miss the one who can make me stay I often wonder if I will ever really belong Feel the love and warmth of another's arms Or am I forever to wander out in the cold Lost, lonely and alone, growing old Is she out there somewhere waiting to be found Someone to keep my head in the clouds and feet on the ground To unlock my heart and set the emotions free And the man buried deep inside, she will finally see Time will tell if my heart will be released Or if it will eternally be bound, forbidden to speak What once shouted from the tallest of trees Now brings me crying and begging to my knees For now, I struggle to keep the hope alive Praying, I have the love to give living inside To love your parents and children is such an ease As natural as that fresh, warm summer breeze To allow your heart to give in a new direction Takes trust, hope, courage, and conviction But a scarred heart hides these things so deeply within That it brings doubt of ever loving again Darrin L. Broyhill � 2005 |
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