I slept where I cried.
I cried where I slept.
In the broken,
the shattered,
the dirty,
the dark,
the pain,
the fading,
the storm,
love found indeed!
If you don't cherish it as you walk,
then your steps take you to lose it.
Do you have to?
It is more about loving
than thinking or feeling.
I slept and I cried.
I cried and I slept.
In the great chaos,
the overcome
came through the love alive.
If you let go the care as you walk,
then your steps take you to lose the thoughtful and heartfelt affection.
Tears and sleep.
Sleep and tears.
The victory of the living of love...
