From The Inside

(timothy b. schmit)

Sittin near ya, starin at ya,
Saying nothing.
Wondrin if youre really you
And if Im someone
That you could know
Beyond the first hello.

Eyes that search like the morning sun
But never finding
Silently I can feel the glow
And Im not minding
But then you know
Ive been tryin to show
Why it makes me cry
Talkin it over from the inside.

Something new and oh, so sacred
Grows within the depths of you
But still I just cant keep from wondrin
For Im but a child, too.

Changes timelessly fill the spaces.
Its so blind of me.
Ive seen the faces of a gifted few
Who can help us break our chains that bind.

Thinkin all the time
Why I cant unwind
You must feel the pain
Why it makes me cry
Im talkin it over from the inside.