Soul Mate Song

[tinhuvielartanis]

Paths of Desire by the October Project

I have traveled the paths of desire
Gathering flowers and carrying fire
Raising a grace to the reasons behind me
Looking for strength as you live to remind me
I'm drawn to you
I'm caught in you
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
The path to the web becomes deeper and wider
I dream of the silk that is tangled inside you
And know that I want to be somewhere beside you
I'm drawn to you
I'm caught in you

CHORUS
In your eyes
All of the promises
All the lies
Will you keep all of the promises
In your eyes

I am crossing the bridges of sorrow
Empty with yearning and full of tomorrow
The river is high and the bridges are burning
I know I've been hurt but I keep on returning
I'm drawn to you
I'm caught in you

CHORUS
In your eyes
All of the promises
All the lies
Will you keep all of the promises
In your eyes

I have traveled the paths of desire
Following smoke and remembering fire
The night is falling, the path is receding
I don't need to see it to know where it's leading

CHORUS
In your eyes
All of the promises
All the lies
Will you keep all of the promises
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes

Comments

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Having a soul mate who's married and the situation is untenable and has been for going on 25 years can be a little uncomfortable at times. But I'm poking at all the unhealed wounds right now, so behold ~ EMO SITH!

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Better. Less emotion, fewer chances of feeling hurt, always preferable in Tinland. And safer for those around her.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Hugs from Sweet Sophie are always welcome. You're one of the few, the proud, the marine mammals.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

well okay then. ::hugs back:: this is momentous. not sure how you feel about being touched, but I'm not particularly keen on it. don't mind it too much when it's on the Internet with someone I trust implicitly though. so cool.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Have a Saratoga. They last forever, I hear. At least they did back in the 70s.