I look, but cannot find you Not at the bottom of a glass Or the base of a bottle Not over the horizon Nor with new lenses I can’t fly to you I can’t walk, or talk to you I can’t hold you You are gone
But, I see your smile In the place I promised you’d be For all of my life
Today I give thanks…
HE knows my heart
HE knows my soul
Though my presence or words may be meaningless to some…
Forgetful
Worthless
HE knows they are all of me
My gold
My everything
What is my word? What do I know of myself? Past the happiness of blessings Past the fractures in my soul What makes me go on? Is it HIM? He filled my heart And, it was my heartbeat That led me to the other side of the world Where I sat alone With empty hands And, I felt my worth And, I could walk no more in the world I created It was there, that I fell to my knees And, I prayed at HIS alter In a foreign country that feels like home
“Attraversato” is my word Attraversato l’oceano a trovarmi
The lyrics of this song by A Great Big World
with Christina Aguilera are poetry set to music.
I can listen to this song over and over,
and imagine the story in my mind...
Say something, I'm giving up on you
(I want you)
I'll be the one, if you want me too
(put that in your heart)
Anywhere, I would've followed you
(I would have)
Say something, I'm giving up on you
(please...)
And I am feeling so small(yes, so very small...)
It was over my head
(I didn't know)
I know nothing at all
(no, I knew nothing at all)
And I will stumble and fall
(every day without you)
I'm still learning to love
(because this is what love is)
Just starting to crawl
(I want to crawl to you)
Say something, I'm giving up on you(I want you)I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
(I tried)
Anywhere, I would've followed you
(I think you know this to be true)
Say something, I'm giving up on you
(please...)
And I will swallow my pride
(for you)
You're the one that I love
(you saw my eyes)
And I'm saying goodbye
(you are with me, in every step I take...)
I wonder if you knew Why I smiled when I looked at you It's because my heart was telling me Everything I ever wanted was in front of me For what it was worth In that moment in time I was yours, and you were mine...
He never saw me All that I am And, I believe I will never see his eyes again So, No I won't fear the night And, I won't fall apart I will stay strong Because I know my own heart
I am everything beautiful I am the spring, to your autumn I am all the things you don’t want I am all the things you can’t see With your eyes that once danced for me
Today I left a house A place that felt like home With a pocket filled with diamonds Tokens from Rome
I left to forget your eyes that never saw me Your hands that never touched me To stop asking for the voice you never gave me To stop wanting your heart that never held me
The land was foreign The walls were never meant for me The dishes, the pillows The art All meaningless materials I gave them away to set me free
So I turned the key And handed it to a stranger whispering as I kissed his cheek Be happy
I don’t know why he started playing, but I like to think he did it for us. To fill our home with music, something I had always dreamed of. The fact that he taught himself, was impressive in its own right. But, the fact that he impresses me with the sweetest melodies, well that’s a miracle for me.
I want to believe he plays to show me he loves me, but then again I want to believe many things that are not necessarily true to anyone but me. The beautiful chords he strums reminds me that my heart is still alive, though beaten and battered. The crafted notes remind me of the life we built for each other, and that the years will keep us together forever. I belong to him. He is the one that chose me, and chooses me everyday. The only one who ever did that for me. He is the one that has always stood by my side, and let me be whoever and whatever I needed to be in life. The songs tell our story, and for that I am grateful that he is my partner in this journey.
When he plays, he reminds me why I married him. I had forgotten how beautiful his eyes are, when he is happy. I am glad the songs of that wooden instrument -that melodic tool- made me look at him with fresh eyes. Maybe he doesn’t know it, but his guitar has brought me back home, and it is his music that heals my heart. He gives me something beautiful, everyday.
I will never say those words again
Not even to the night sky
I will tell myself they are no longer true
Until I believe it too
I will live to forget those words
Though their weight is all my gold
Until I no longer remember your name
Until I can’t remember why
I will forget that you are the reason for my every step forward
So long as there is air in my lungs… I will live every day
Until I no longer remember you
Your smile a cruel lie
Your hate real
Your heart empty
So you broke something beautiful
With your callous hands
Your prayer answered
No more
No more anything
No more you
No more sadness