up

I know I beat myself up
for not finding my voice when I was younger
busy learning the lessons that would
make me wiser and so much stronger

sometimes when I first wake up
I have trouble knowing where I'm living
my life has been so mixed up
not enough taking, too much giving

all I want is to be real
just to speak the things I feel
all I need is to be loved
here on earth not from above

you know that my mind's made up
got to do the things that I was born to
there's no way I will give up
after everything that I have gone through

sometimes I feel envious
but I can not dwell on those emotions
and so I pick myself up
and focus on my forward motion

all I want is to be real
just to speak the things I feel
all I need is to be loved
here on earth not from above

I hear your head

you hear music in your head
and I can hear it too
I'll write words to go with it
and we'll make something new

never thought I could find this
shared wavelength kind of thing
but I've got lot's of poems babe
and you've got lot's of strings

for better or for worse
I hear your head inside my own
a blessing seems a curse
unless you're smart enough to know

you say this is a jaunty tune
I totally agree
but still I smile and laugh at you
because you sound funny

if married life were this much fun
for everybody else
the divorce rate would equal none
our music is our wealth

for better or for worse
I hear your head inside my own
a blessing seems a curse
unless you're smart enough to know

we conceive songs that we
will nurture till they grow
finding the nuances
preparing for the show