TALK TO ME

TALK TO ME

Familiar faces loving
lovers of the deepest kind
always revealing

strangers in strange zones
wide eyes peeping through glass houses
always appealing

and if it's not things about money
it's a sad thing going on
or unexpected highs and lows
that lift you and spin you 'round
or bring you down

what would it be like without rain
how would flying wings really feel
what's it like for those who can't sleep
and those with no place to sleep at all
tell me how do you feel

how do you view yourself
how you do view the beautiful world
through those beautiful eyes

talk to me talk to me talk to me

finding the key to silence
unwinding for a while
if you can stop the noises upstairs
you get to catch and keep a smiling smile
passing you by

talk to me who you you
what have you got to lose what have you got to say
what have you got to lose what have you got to say