To Be Alive
Hallelujah, is it more, what I found out in a fog.
As I looked back, what would be, a world burning in fantasy.
Turning away, I dropped lower to the highest ledge.
Feeling the wings my spirit must have, to reach out, I could fly.
As I moved down to the sea, there were waves of mystery.
I was flowing in the wake, there was nothing to be saved.
To be alive, needing you apart from the fools,
who are they, against the dreams of our lives? And I tried.
I walk in the trees, thinking of you, believing in me,
knowing the heights of our love, when your near.
Now, now that your gone, I cannot see, I cannot feel,
"To be Alive," needing you, in my arms.
You are like me, when you fall , when you reach.
Deep in your eyes, water falls on our lives.