Love comes in many shades of color
In many types and size
Sometimes we keep it locked in, when it needs to be let outside
My heart knows that i need to let others know how i feel
yet my brain doesn't comprhends the mess that my soul and heart can get me in
It knows of the love that runs deep in the blood
the love that is family from birth or from bond
It knows of the lust that was wrong of desire
to throw anothers heart into the funeral pyre
to get have your heart broken in more ways than one to think no one loves you
when you can never be unloved
It knows of mending breaks, and building bridges that have been burnt
It knows of desire
that for love, and for lust
that for friendship and kinship
for faith and for trust
It wants to grow old and feel young
it wants to beat fast and free
My heart once knew fear, and the power to over come
It has tasted jealousy, and it has swallowed pride
My heart knows for why every tear I've ever cried.
Can it explain to you what it knows?
Through it's carrier is it's only hope.