Loss

Please don't build another wall.
I'm tired of watching you live within a dark hall.

The Silent Moments

He'll sit with you, and he'll talk.
He'll tell you his secrets, and he'll start to walk.
Sometimes he'll sing a song, and sometimes he'll tell a joke.
Sometimes he'll hold your hand, and sometimes he'll hold you.
He'll wipe your tears, and he'll comfort your fears.
He'll protect your dreams, and he'll hold your heart.
Sometimes he'll spill your coffee, and sometimes he'll eat off of your plate.
Sometimes he'll steal your pillow, and sometimes he'll laugh at you stealing his.
Other times he'll just remember your smile or the way you laugh...

And those are the moments when he just stares at you. Because the way you smile and the way you laugh are quite beautiful. And he's never seen beauty quite like yours...

The Boy With A Tie

I don't think you're selfish, and I don't think you're too pretty.
You just need to be comfortable.
You just need to find release.
You just need to be free.

Possible

"Life is more than it seems.
Not everyone on the sidewalk is a stranger."

Cleanliness

You only clean things up because you're afraid to be free.
Not everything has to be so clean.

Line--

I don't know where to draw the line this time.
So, I won't draw any.
I won't keep myself in a box.
I won't think or feel within limits.
I won't put boundaries where freedom grows naturally.
I won't stop when I need to keep going.
And I won't punish myself for the mistakes I make.

Like I said, I don't know where to draw the line this time.

Co-

I'm trying not to be envious within my heart, but it's only natural.
I guess that's where the supernatural comes in.

So take this heart and these hands, and let grace pour from them...

Moment

I don't really have an answer, but I've got a song to sing--

Five

"Please don't die. Don't leave me..."

Runaway Dreams

"This is my most intimate prayer to You..."

Over And Over...

I think the most beautiful thing about you is your willingness to be broken...

Pieces

I'm not made of glass. I'm made of hidden memories, burned wishes, broken dreams, secret hopes, listless fears, blind faith, torn photographs, distant hurts, still pain, frozen thoughts, forgotten failures, endless wonder, and a forgotten strength...

But you must remember, I am not made of glass.

Surrender

There's only one thing left to do:

Keep on breaking. . .

Authentic

She hates drifting back into old habits, old addictions.
But this time she'll rise above, she'll rise above them all.

So go on ahead and break her like she's made of glass. . .she'll rise higher and higher.