Wendy Bucklew Gentle Reminder
I want to make it all better I'm wishing my hands could heal I say, "I'm right here for you" When I know I'm still someplace else Still someplace else outside Your will winded left speechless Palms out and the face that goes still You're running short but not empty Focus away from the strobes and the sirens And turn to the sea I'm less than arm's reach away With the strength you'd once given me Here, take mine Here, take mine To some I am not to be trusted I neglect, I forget, I've forgotten I have come to admit my indifference but you--I feel you. You're not numb to my hand on your cheek You don't want me to leave I'm right here if the strength of my presence Is all that you need Here, take mine Here, take mind I want to make it all better I'm wishing my hands could heal
