And Here I Sit And Wonder What To Write
And here I sit and wonder how to write
Wonder what I have to you impart
If indeed I have within my heart
The knowledge of a way out of this night.
If, within my soul, I have a flame
To which you lightless ones may move;
If I have see through eyes of love
That see the times and thus the times may tame.
I wonder if I know what you do not
And if I have the means to tell you aught.