[LostNLonely]

A word, a phrase is all I am;
Until someone special takes my hand,
They lift me up to believe,
There is something special inside of me.

I can't seem to see what it is;
They believe and I try again.
To express myself without a care,
In a word, a phrase, it is all there.

As I touch the keyboard,
It all seems to flow,
From out of this world,
The passion grows.

Writing a phrase,
Touching a heart,
That is where,
It all seems to start.

That special person that believes in me,
Helps to bring out with ease;
My passion, my soul, is being set free,
By someone special that believes in me.