If You Could Heal My Pain
I stand alone on a busy street and think of you.
The world around me is moving, but I am standing still.
My heart has lost interest and its warmth fades into the distance;
But then I think of you and I wonder,
Would I trust you if you could heal my pain?
Loose, dark curls frame a face that seems so familiar.
Your eyes probe into my soul and call out to my heart.
More than anything, I want to run to you - into your arms.
In your eye I find peace and I taste freedom on your lips.
I could stay near to your heart if you could heal my pain.
Your arms reach out for me, your voice calls out my name.
I step towards you, but my heart clenches with fear.
If I come to you, will you keep reaching out for me?
Or will you drawback and walk away with my heart?
Would I still hide in the darkness if you could heal my pain?
I want to be with you and remain close to your heart.
I draw strength from your hands as you hold me up.
My soul craves the warmth and depth in your eyes.
I find happiness when I feel your arms and hear your voice.
I would never fear again, if you could heal my pain.
© 1997 Cherie Fleming
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