Quiet now.
Your voice sings miles away
but somehow I hear your song resound
A little bit softer each day
And from my tired heart, a little bit farther away.
I’ll sing alone
The whole day through.
Just do your best to hear me.
It’s all you can do.
You have my attention
Like you’ve had all the while,
Since that first day when you made my heart smile,
With loving eyes and tired sighs that follow.
You have my attention
Like a shout through an empty sanctuary.
Speak but a whisper;
I’ll hear a sermon
I’ll sing alone
The whole day through.
Just do your best to hear me.
It’s all you can do.
I’ll sing alone the whole night through.
While you sleep safely,
I’ll be thinking about you.
You have my attention.
you have my attention - Copeland
She still could not believe the state she was on the streets close to home...
After sleepless nights soaked in tears of the pains within, the cause he laid her there to face. She lived by each day thinking, hoping, wondering. When would she come down to realising the truth that has been set of the past in the midst of the quiet nights she strayed... The glow of the midnight stars in place left her to ponder upon whats ahead. She walked through the memories of the places she once spent. Hoping to find the answers of what it was that she did not understand. The things that had long been left behind... Bad memories, she knew they were. As she walked through and relived the scenes in her past, she could sense. Till a point she stopped to think, a void there. She knew. Something was missing. Right there she knew, was the hidden answer. In the maze of her mind she felt caught as time went by... and finally... It stopped. She opened her eyes to see an open door before her gleaming with hope and a possible new life ahead toward the future. The glow of the morning sun she hasn't seen in years. She looked around to see find what was it that made her feel this free and took away the need she once had to search deep into she past... Turning toward the wide opened gleaming door, she saw through the bright light from the entrance... A cross