Those Walls

I've built the fort so high,

That I can't see over them.

I only hear the waves of loneliness

Surging and crashing against its outside;

No longer am I inudated.

But I am now separated from the warmth of touch

That cannot penetrate to me.

I've built the walls so thick

That I can't see through them.

I only see the blue clearing skies above

Forgetting the clouds that surrounded me;

No longer am I in darkness.

But I am now blinded to the beauty of the coming dawn

Taking place behind those walls.

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be loved,

And to love in return.

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be touched,

And to touch in return.

I need to tear down these walls of mine,

To reach out to her waiting outside,

Before she turns and walks away.

I've walled myself in so thick,

That I can't feel through them.

I see the emotions evaporating

The wisps and vestiges of my haunted past;

While I feel no pain and cold,

I feel no love and warmth; but numbness

That now permeates me.

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be loved,

And to love in return.

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be touched,

And to touch in return.

I need to tear down these walls of mine,

To reach out to her waiting outside,

Before she turns and walks away.

I gotta relearn how to give and love,

I gotta relearn how to wait and smile,

I gotta relearn how to be vulnerable;

All these I have forgotten,

Yet I hope that they still reside within me.

But how much time do I have,

As opportunities slip by me...

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be loved,

And to love in return.

Oh oh, I have forgotten how it is to be touched,

And to touch in return.

I need to tear down these walls of mine,

To reach out to her waiting outside,

Before she turns and walks away.