beneath_my_veins dafremen How will I ever find you If I keep running away? How will I ever know how devoted I could be If I refuse to pray, but think about it every day? How could I? Is it just a part of me that pushes away the ones I love the most? Could it be that what you are is more love than I've ever known? You are a piece that had been missing And having gotten used to being on my own Perhaps it frightens me to death to know I've found you (Or should it be the other way? Should I say "to know you found me"?) Because I really never thought I'd see the day Well I saw the day Saw you just the other day and knew I loved you Could it be I knew that you love me? Beside me, living deep beneath my veins Please help to guide my sense of open-ended wonder Closed my eyes Please open them for me Then what I'll see is the beauty of your paradise The amazing and magnificence Of every thing and moment that you are. 041204 what's it to you? who go blather from