The touch of my fingers are strangers
wanting to get to know me more by caressing my face
sometime I don't know why I am
sometimes I'm scared
sometimes I forget
sometimes I want to give up
and more than sometimes I do
I can say truthfully I don't know much
but I do know love is not just a four letter word
its something we can easily lavish on others but forget
to save some for ourselves....
We starve ourselves of love
and look in the mirror
and all we see is disappointment
all we see are flaws
all we see are the things we wish to cover up
but lets just take a moment and spoil ourselves with love
to look in the mirror and say I am "beautiful"
and remember you are a child of the universe,
among the stars and tThe touch of my fingers are strangers
wanting to get to know me more by caressing my face
sometime I don't know why I am
sometimes I'm scared
sometimes I forget
sometimes I want to give up
and more than sometimes I do
I can say truthfully I don't know much
but I do know love is not just a four letter word
its something we can easily lavish on others but forget
to save some for ourselves....
We starve ourselves of love
and look in the mirror
and all we see is disappointment
all we see are flaws
all we see are the things we wish to cover up
but lets just take a moment and spoil ourselves with love
to look in the mirror and say I am "beautiful"
and remember you are a child of the universe,
among the stars and the trees and you belong here
and you have a right o be herehe trees and you belong here
and you have a right to be here
