I remember a time when it was ok to question,
To ask why that girl was a different colour...

Everything is misty and I can't hear a sound,
I seem to be floating just above the ground...

Hidden under a hat and a somber exterior,
I wonder what you have locked inside...

I am a crying child of a crying nation,
I struggle to survive each day...

Never intruding, yet always right there,
Watching, guiding and supporting your soul...

I miss you.
When I listen to the sound of a piano softly...

God is the luminescence of the moon's glow,
God is the way the stars always shine...

Locked in the confines of routine,
Imprisoned by the shackles of society...

Hidden under a hat and a somber exterior,
I wonder what you have locked inside...

I saw you last night.
You were at home...me? outside...

When I was with him I felt in such bliss,
I felt safe, secure and never alone...

I see the sparkle behind your gaze,
The way you hold me in your sight...