Waiting To Be Surprised... (April 30, 2007)

I fell in love with a complex girl that doesn't know it yet.
Her beauty draws my heart with a painter's brush stroke.
Soft curls in her hair display the mystery in her brooding wake.
The smile in her soul touches mine with the strength of all the stars.
I have been waiting to meet her in this life, as we have many times before.
My mind wanders, my imagination soars, looking and waiting for her.
For some reason I often think she'll have red hair and piercing eyes.
Truth lies when you rationalize those you've loved and lost.
I'm waiting to be surprised, because I know she'll walk through the door.

The Bright Side Of The Sun (April 26, 2007)

Look up to the sky
And all is not right
As seen with the eye

The brightness of sight
Will blind your view
And deflate your might

Thinking it through
You'll see to the end
And what's left is you

You may try to amend
Broken love's will
With the love you send

While blinded still
Your vision will reside
Alone trying to fulfill

Do your best to hide
Behind a ray on the run
With whom you confide

And when all is done
You'll know it was I
On the bright side of the sun