have you

people are whispering
they say that there’s something here
i know the rumors have reached your ear

and i’d have to agree
if i was not me
love looks like it would be easy

you know i don’t want to…
but no one else should get to…
have you

we’re the best of friends
with a big world to explore
but i can’t tell if i have ever wanted more
there’s no chance for us
it’s so obvious
but still sometimes i’m jealous

naive

i’m only naive
that’s what i thought you’d say
i don’t know the truth
so you explain it all away

but i think you’re too special
never let them say you’re plain
don’t buy love with lying down
pleasure only shadows pain

wrap yourself in promises
a gift for someone true
and wait for love to lead him
hopelessly fallen for you

why does he love

she stands on the corner shouting his name
he used to run his fingers through her hair
she’s made her choice to be a whore
and he tells himself not to care

’cause if he turns to face her calling
it won’t matter how sincere
he knows that eventually
she’ll end up right back here

so why does he lay down his heart to break?
why does he love for lovings sake?
he made a promise and every day he makes it true
maybe one day, maybe she’ll love him too

he adores the memories
the first laugh, the innocent kiss
he knows that sometimes
she forgets that he exists

she still says that she needs him
shows up drunk at his front door
he knows she’s only lonely
like a thousand times before

waiting

every morning i’ve stood at this open door
to watch the sun rise and reveal the empty day
train my eyes at the start of the sky
when i look for you who went away

they say i’m foolish for waiting
and hope’s a hard habit to break
they say i don’t look for you
it’s just my routine of being awake
eventually i go back inside
with excuses i have to believe
though each do i fight harder
to wait instead of grieve

this morning i won’t find you
it feels like pain to close the door
until you wrap your arms around me
you’re worth waiting for

Jesus

Jesus, a name a rarely use
this is that cliche beg for Your hand
i read Your touch brings healing
i don’t really understand

if Your hands, then part of the body
aren’t we all your flesh and bone?
send someone to hold me
i cannot mend if alone

my days hold no assurance
my heart no hope to burn
like fuel to reach my goal
Jesus, i don’t know where to turn

in faith that is not free of doubt
i ask for Your peace, for a friend
i’ll wait here trapped by fear
for the rescue You will send

nicole

i don’t think you really know
all the ways your live could go
i know it’s not my place to say
but don’t give yourself away
nicole

your laughter is addictive
it’s a drug that only you can give
guys are lined up to be your clown
but we’ll only let you down

what if what you think is love is only a tragic game?
what if what you’re after is more than a last name?
keep looking…

and you’re beautiful you know
lie down and we’ll tell you so
words are a cheap disguise
don’t listen to our lies

dallas

 

you died somewhere overe dallas
the sky was so clear that day
as we wept it hid itself
behind a mournful gray

so now we pick up the pieces
will they help us understand?
you were born to fly
in death, never to land

as the sun dips to kiss the west
and the east slides into shadow
we here who are left
wonder why you had to go

lonely


sure you can beat me, you’re bigger and stronger
sure you can find me, i hide – you wait longer
and will quick bolts from ominous skies
you can send me to pay for each one of my lies

sure you can show yourself in this place
in order i’d have to fall dead on my face
you can be the king, make me behave
with one word you can make me your slave

but are you lonely
without me?

sure i can scream at empty blue skies
beg for a sign with tears in my eyes
like a child not getting his way
i can try to hurt you with the words i say

i can laugh at what i’ve done
wasted all night waiting for the sun
but could i learn to live with the feeling
like i’m broken with no hope of healing

the hiss of a drowning fire

she finally found a reason to dig out her magazines
every scrap that she has saved since she turned 14
now the last 10 years are narrowed to 10 days
to put a check by the only plan she’s made

all her friends are coming so i guess i won’t be there
i still think i love her; not enough to show i care
i won’t see the dress or have to shake his hand
i won’t kiss her cheek, leave her lips for another man

she’ll end up unhappy
in some run down trailer park
and i will be the memory
she clings to in the dark

the articles she’s read tell her how to love
he says he’ll stay even when push comes to shove
if he lays a hand on her i hope she runs away
my door is always open – if she wanted she could stay

but for now she’s gonna
find a borrowed blue
and tell herself her dreams are coming true

proof

i’m out for proof that you still care
i’d settle for knowing that you’re there
i wish you’d send a sign
i don’t want to doubt you

so i guess my faith is so weak
i must beg you to speak
all you offer me are words
i’ve never really heard you

if you’re everything they say you are
you know the secrets of my heart
the things i mean but cannot say
thank God you never run away

am i too smart to believe
you’re a possibility?
are my eyes so blind to see
what you’ve done for me?

if you made me i’d obey
i would be a fearful slave
but i’d never choose to
love you