Jennifer Kimball

A fly on the window pane, I see the world outside.
I can stand with arms outstretched but I will never reach the sky.
I can let you near me. I can't let you inside.
I can let you hear me, but I can't let you see my eyes.

Every time I look at you I'm afraid of what I'll find.
Afraid of what I'm looking for and what I've got to hide
I can stand here before you. I can lay by your side
I can't let you see my eyes

I know I hurt you. I keep you guessing all the same.
All this deception is nothing but a painful game
I tore the picture that was you and me
I put it back together but now the tear is all I see

Every time I look at you I'm afraid of what I'll find.
Afraid of what I'm looking for and what I've got to hide
I can stand here before you. I can lay by your side
I can't let you see my eyes

Fly toward the sun, though your wings may come undone.
Fly toward the sun, what was lost must first be won.
Fly

-Ry Cavanaugh