playing with fire

May 4th, 2003

listen to the mp3
i know, i know i’m playing with fire
it’s a dangerous game to chase desire
and i’m so far away from that pot of gold
i’m already too old

but every night the dreams return
like the flame that always burn
i can’t spend my life just standing by
afraid of trusting an obvious lie

maybe i can make it
i won’t know until i try
this is my chance i’ll take it
and i won’t trust my eyes

maybe i can make it

from here i don’t know which way to go
but if i stop i’ll never know
the closer i get, the clearer the way
i won’t stop in the shade

i must walk this path alone
i cannot get there on my own
i need some hope to hold on to
so i make my way to you

Entry Filed under: Faith, God, Hope, San Antonio