This Lyric is #280

Painted Ponies

My tarnished memories
like painted ponies on a carousel,
around and around they go,
with so many secrets they won't tell;

But I do not remain,
trapped within the walls
of what I cannot change,
your love reaches me,
and I am free.

Summer nights envelop ghosts
who ask my heart to dance a dance with time,
I must admit that I have visited the ballroom
once or twice;

But I do not remain,
trapped within the walls
of what I cannot change,
your love reaches me,
and I am free.

I am free to live my life with no regrets and without shame,
I am free to fall and stand up on my feet to try again,
I am free to love when circumstances tell me I should hate,
I am free to trust in your grace.

Deborah Cissna
copyright 2003


[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-08-2006).]

Deborah Cissna