Saturday, April 19, 2008

Who knew I could sing
And how did you know
How did you know I could bloom
Into a flower to grow

Who called to me
That I would show myself there
Who baited my eyes
To know I would care

A thousand little times
And yet you know them all
How did you glean so much detail
That I could see it all

If you truly wish my love
And I do hope that's really true
But it hard for me to see my love
Because I was writing it through

When I wrote of starting over
Underneath the tree
Who did I give that advice to
Because I thought it was my brother and his wife