He who speaks of sorrow and unbroken dreams
He who lights a darkened life filled with misery
He who makes a longing heart complete
Could I be the warmth of your desire
Could I be the spark that lights your fire
Could I be the dream you wake up from
Could I be the answer to your prayerful song?
He whose voice echoes through the sadness
He whose name is whispered in the wind
He who knows a heart trapped in suffering
Could I be your sea of mystery
Could I be the storm that never calms
Could I be the ragged breath of life
Could I be the pain you can't deny?
He who reads my mind, the pages of confusion
He whose warmth I take on coldest night
Tasting my tears, when the world is most cruel
Could I be the thunder in the clouds
Could I be the waves that wash over your shores
Could I be the cascading waterfall in which you hide
Could I be the sandy beach that would remember your footprints?
He who thrills my blood with passionate sighs
Whose love I breathe on days without end
He who knows my aching heart, my bleeding pen, my no name friend.
Could I be your unforgotten memory
Could I be the moon that shines with your favorite shade of silver
Could I be the song that fills your heart even with no lyrics at all
Could I be the ghost beside you during all your lifetimes on earth?