someone to love

without someone to love you
you still can be alright
though the ache of loneliness might come
to haunt you late at night

without someone to love you
the sun’s still gonna shine
though the moon might call out louder
saying someone please be mine

for loving is what life is about
just in case you had any doubt
all the money in the world isn’t worth
one moment of true love here on earth

for loving is what we are made for
no matter how well we ignore
the hunger that’s burning inside
it’ll bite you when it is denied

you can distract yourself
with a world full of things
but nothing but love
can play your heart strings

you can try to pretend
just living’s enough
but all you will get
is an outside that’s tough

without someone to love
you can still sing a song
but you know it is better when
someone sings along

without someone to love
you can be a success
but no matter how much you have
you’ll have less

than someone who loves
someone who loves them back
without someone to love
there’s always one thing you lack

with someone to love
nothing else matters as much
with someone to love
you understand human touch
with someone to love
all the other things are out there
with someone to love
all that matters is what you share

without someone to love
you may never understand
with someone to love
you know what is planned
wherever you land
you’ve got the whole world in your hand

incomplete

because i want to share
i stay awake each night
because i want to share
i write

because i want to care
i give up everything
because i want to care
i sing

to keep the energy
to keep it sensual
to keep the dream alive
until the one arrives

and i don't ask for anything
except some one to share
and i do not want anything
except someone to care

because i want to love
i stay awake each night
for all these lonely years
i write

because i want to care
i embrace everyone
because i want to care
i run

to keep the energy
to keep the stamina
to keep the dream alive
until the one arrives

and i don't ask for anything
except some one to share
and i do not want anything
except someone to care

i am the child inside
giving all i can give
i just want to love
i just want to live

i am the child inside
trying to stay true
to the dream of love
i keep here for you

because i want to share
i stay awake each night
because i want to share
i write

because i want to care
this song is incomplete

muse

i remember a time
when the world came to rhyme
in the words in my mind
the muse was so kind

the pieces all fit
and i was part of it
the singer, the song
listening all along

i remember a time
when i'd sit in one night
and the stories were told
right up to morning light

and as if it was planned
by a masterful hand
the magic of music
lead to wonderland

and i never knew how it happened
i was just as surprised as you
and when people stood up and applauded
i stood up and applauded too

and you laughed and called me a magician
and the tears welled up in my eyes
for i knew i was just the messenger
for a muse that was so much more wise

i remember a time
when the words came to rhyme
in the world in my mind
the muse was so kind

there was a time...

there was a time when i would write without much thinking
it was a time when i could feel drunk without drinking
adrenaline or endorphins or something magic in my brain
gave birth to endless streams of meaningless refrains

and i would babble to my heart's content
for that was what i loved to do
most times just talking to myself
but always open to welcoming you

for i believed in human kind
when love and trust made miracles
and the innate goodness of the human heart
was real to me…

there was a time…

suddenly solemn
the light flickers painfully
faith stretched so thin it is invisible
how can hope remain in me

for all the broken promises
and all the betrayed trust
condemned to face the funeral
of love conquered by lust

for all the user's cruelty
and all abused by faith
i don't want to give up but i
feel time is growing late

a prophesy may come to pass
self-fulfilled by human pride
the end beckons the ignorant
in species suicide

all my life i cared too much
and all it got me was burned
all my life i shared too much
by now you'd think i'd've learned

all my life i felt too much
the shallow all drifted away
all my life i knew too much
just to piss it all away

there was a time…

there was a time when i would write without much thinking
it was a time when i could feel drunk without drinking
adrenaline or endorphins or something magic in my brain
gave birth to endless streams of meaningless refrains

and i would babble to my heart's content
for that was what i loved to do
most times just talking to myself
but always open to welcoming you

for i believed in human kind
when love and trust made miracles
and the innate goodness of the human heart
was real to me…

there was a time…

suddenly silent…

suddenly still…

suddenly sudden…

and… i… always…. will…

shhhh, you know the thrill

(it's still…
such a thrill)

. . .

all my life i cared too much
and all it got me was burned
all my life i shared too much
by now you'd think i'd've learned

all my life i felt too much
the shallow all drifted away
all my life i knew too much
but fool enough to say...

i love you
one more time
before i go away

in love

I left my heart so long ago
in my imagination
now Deepak talks of imaginal cells
beyond human sensation
and butterflies offer a laugh
as tears drown inspiration
just because nobody near
cares

I left my hope so long ago
in my procrastination
when Gandhi talked of selfless acts
and love's emancipation
I bought into a savior's crossing
with holy proclamation
but all I found was nobody
shares

it's a give and take world with everybody taking
and all my giving leaves me empty inside
it's a disillusioned child with a heart still breaking
still looking for a magic carpet ride
and all the half-hearted efforts to give up
to accept the apathy that is the norm
doesn't seem to work for me, there is no holy cup
that brings me comfort in the current storm

what do you want?
what do you want?
I waste my time with these words
are your ears open?
do your eyes see?
what do you believe is me?

what do you want?
what do you want?
why do you come to these words?
what can you relate to?
do you know what is true?
what do you want to do?
who are you?
and what do you want to do?

I left my dream so long ago
in tortured isolation
now Rumi talks of whirling spells
and holy copulation
and caterpillars shed a tear
for human population
a race lost in lies and despair
fears

I left my faith so long ago
in rational revelation
now holy talk of heaven and hell
is sad self-mutilation
does anyone live without fear?
in innocent elation
laughing at the masks everyone
wears

it's a give and take world with everybody taking
and all my giving leaves me empty inside
it's a disillusioned child with a heart still breaking
still looking for a magic carpet ride
and all the half-hearted efforts to give up
to accept the apathy that is the norm
doesn't seem to work for me, there is no holy cup
that brings me comfort in the current storm

but I don't want to play that game anymore
the happy child inside wants to laugh again
trying to fit in to belong to not be alone
is a waste of time in a world of pretense

so keep your promise of tomorrow
living in your world of sorrow
as if this is not the place to be
you are wasted from the start
when fear and lies fill your heart
truth is nothing when you will not see
how can you be trusted?
when you don't take responsibility
how can you be trusted?
when you condemn your own ecstasy
how can you be trusted?
when you live for some future fantasy
how can you be trusted?
when you ignore your own reality

what do you want?
what do you want?
I waste my time with these words
are your ears open?
do your eyes see?
what do you believe is me?

what do you want?
what do you want?
why do you come to these words?
what can you relate to?
do you know what is true?
what do you want to do?
who are you?
and what do you want to do?

I don't want to be no prophet
I don't want to be no sage
I don't want to be no savior
no guru ahead of my age
I don't want to be no genius
I don't want to be above
I don't want to be no poet
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be in love
I just want to be
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love
in love

.

.

.

I left my love so long ago
in betrayed veneration
self-pity and apathy
replaced inclination
joined the web of wasting time
mental masturbation
acute alliteration
self-mocking frustration
synaptic undulation
irreverent aeration
human beneficiation
rhyming affectation
revered imitation
yeah
yeah
yeah

but after all is said and done
I just want some harmless fun
and to share honesty
in reality
and I just want to share
how much I can care
without fear…
and with
honest appreciation
living jubilation
pure emancipation
free invigoration
true actualization
infinite suaviation
creative inspiration
passionate exultation
and playful relaxation
in love
in love
in love - I just want to be
in love
in love
in love - I just want to be
in love
in love
in love - I just want to be
in love