I am standing here,
With a fist full of my fears,
Won't you be here,
Or at least be near.
The rain is beating down,
Drowning out the crowds,
Helpless and found,
Or just found out.
Just found out.
If love is a color that can be seen,
Then i must be blind in this coloring scheme,
The greys in the in-between,
Are pulling at me.
I refuse to let the best of me be beaten down,
By the rest of me, the cynical, the freedom drown,
Oh if only it were that loud,
That simple right now.
Yes I refuse to give into my blues,
Yes I refuse to be a loser of this truce
Oh I refuse to live like a clue
Yes I refuse, i simply refuse.
To let you walk right all over me,
To give and give till the infinity,
Will claim what's mine, will leave in due time,
Will leave to meet the horizon line.
from Evenings In The Sun
released October 20, 2012
written, arranged and performed by Asela Perera
all rights reserved