I think he knows... |
| He shows me Shells on the Brazilian white sands, They are fossils, mind me They come far, from other lands He shows me That every step you take, You must watch, observe and see If wrong, you change your fate He shows me His difficult yet brave, bold past, He talks to me of boats and the deep blue sea Live your life, he says, today might be your last He shows me That you don't have to be really alone That you are always free Yet he knows it's bad to be on your own He shows me Patience, wisdom, softness, He says I am like a crazy bee So I always look up for his advice and calmness He shows me He likes, loves and cares, There is meaning, true values that I see An unimpeded force so strong it glares He shows me Rain, wind, fog and rainbow Forever losses gone be, Adventures are open paths that glow He shows me To follow my spirit, my starry light, And when it's scary, too dark that I can't see He will be right there holding me, so tight. Time used is precious. |