I’m standing on the edge of a world I barely know
Wondering when you’ll take my hand
Asking for the mysteries to save me from my own soul
Lost between the middle and the end
Holding on to a rope that has no end
Wanting to be let inside again
Is there anywhere I can turn and feel understood
Is there anywhere I can begin
I am lost and indecisive
Standing knee deep in a river that keeps on flowing
I know when I need it most
The world will never be enough for me
Sometimes I can barely breathe
Looking to the stars
I wonder where we really are
Not quite the end or even the beginning
I know
There’s so much more for me to do
I’m walking along side you
Take my hand
We won’t be lonely again
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
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