September 12, 2011

Undone

I've heard it said a thousand times
I've walked the tightrope and stretched the line

My heart is pure, my motives mixed
I have the cravings of a gypsy pirate

Sail the seas and tame the sand
Search the horizon for foreign land

Walk away from the pain it takes
To open up to love undone

I know the art of how to run
I'm riding the storm that adventure takes 

Deeply longing for a different wave
Searching seas for old ships lost 

I walk the tightrope, I pay the cost 
And my heart is stubborn 

Refusing to be stolen 
I've heard it said thousand times

But I can't win this fight
To open up to love undone

The storm blows through
And I, I know the art of how to run