i’m at the corner
a place for me to turn
i look back behind me
what did i learn?

i thought i could love
i thought i could heal
straight on ’till morning
i felt it was real

someone once touched me
from puppet to boy
something once burned
inside, brightly with joy

my path is turning
turning far too soon
if we shoot for the stars
can we make the moon?

i thought a miracle
was alive inside
i thought it would heal
that which i denied

not quite enough
did i give to my friend
the stories to be written
unpublished, still end

and i yet believe
that our love is real
maybe next time
i’ll learn how to kneel