Copyright © 1998 Verity
You fill me up with what you say. You cover me with your words. You tie me and I can’t escape - you hold me with everything you say. And you know I feel like a thread you are weaving. And as you, as you keep on speaking...
I feel myself falling, I feel myself falling - I feel myself falling in…
You cover me with your meaning. You wrap me up with your words. You tie me when you are speaking - you make me make me feel heard. And you wash me with your words and I am clean. Your words flow like water streaming to me...
I feel myself falling, I feel myself falling - I feel myself falling in…
So please keep on talking. Don’t stop this verbal weaving. You paint a beautiful story - your words dry all around me. I feel caught in your painting - tied to everything you are saying. You hold me without holding - I’m here I won’t be leaving
I feel myself falling, I feel myself falling - I feel myself falling in…
