The Time Between

©2014 David Moody

The words don’t always come easy

If the words even come at all

I hope the good Lord sees me

Tryin’ so hard that He won’t let me fall

I’ve been staying up ‘til daybreak

Sleeping ‘til the afternoon

Hearing voices in my head as they make

Up stories by the light of the silvery moon

I need to feel your loving arms around me

I’ve got to have you holding me tight

That’s how I know you’re glad you found me

‘Cause I am now, and we just might

Take a bad thing and make it better

Take a good thing and make it great

Life’s a sad thing if you let her

Get you down and teach you how to hate

Its making you late

Everyone knows I’m a stranger

Stranger than anyone else

Everyone knows I’m a dangerous person

But only to myself

I feel your touch and I hear your whisper

When you are nowhere to be seen

There may be no answer to these mysteries

All we share is the time between