The Forest That Never Sleeps - The Library

Write me a song
Tell me a story
A tale of love
Or one of glory
The words you speak
Shake me deep down in my soul
Your gentle lisp
Softens the s's, oh
Our hearts are two very
Tangled messes
And now I know: you're the comb to my love
I don't want to read between the lines
Of tender hearts and furied minds
I want to take all of the time and get the message all in full
You want to skip right down the page
And for my feelings to be caged
And let your sheepish eyes be covered up by wool
And let this storm inside my heart come a lull
You asked me questions
Far too bold
And so, so the truth was
Was never told
You wrote the book, I couldn't look you in the eye
And, if it weren't for the timing, oh no
I wouldn't be here, no, pantomiming
I cannot wait to take off this paint and be true
When I'm the author it's love I will offer you

Written by:
Kathryn Moore

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