There\'s a woman somewhere
who writes poems to the air
she\'s blinking tears from her eyes
lost but dignified
between the turbulance and the serene
eyes a wet hazel green
she\'s fighting for her sanity
longing to be free
she has taken for so long
forgotten life is a song
to be sung while you dance
in a steamy romance
I wonder what she writes tonight
love that\'s lost ...blue twilight
god, love or a life become hardened
soft rain in the garden
did I know her long ago
somehow I really thought so
but the memories are not so clear
is it just poetry that I hear ...