I listen to the songs from somewhere away that no one has heard and that no one can play with words that come from somewhere beyond never written in pen, no one knows that they're gone. My favorite music is from somewhere across buried deep in a kiss, in the forest they're lost. It sings in my soul I can hear it so clear never known on this earth yet there's nothing so dear. It is spelled in my soul... it is poised on my lips... with the depth of true love, only tasted in sips. I listen to the music, from where, I don't know... although I'd care to sing it it's a love I can't show. Touch my lips, can you hear it? Touch my heart, can you stay? Though we're deaf as a stone I still know there's a way. Once in a long while it is hinted somewhere and forever I'll follow... it's the nature of care.
