the hearts release

the heart's release The storm clouds have broken up,sky returns to blue The wind is whistling,everything looks new There is a lark on the windowsill,singing a song for who who ever will listen,who ever will hear Who ever will listen,who ever will hear Who ever casts shadows,who ever comes near And so the world rolls on,and on and on we tell our stories and sing our songs,I know our hearts can fathom to such great depths,you know our souls promise may just be met My love i know you cry sometimes,when it gets too much For you to bare,or even touch,it is then i want to hold you to me till i cannot let go,the love i have i want you to know so who ever will listen who ever will hear who ever casts shadows when the moon appears who ever stands up for his fellow man who ever endevours to do as he can still the play go's on and on,on it's merry way we fashion hero's to put on display if you will listen if you will hear if you cast your shadow when the moon is clear if you stand up for your fellow man if you believe i believe you can.