Full of Mysteries

Created April 22, 2010
Final Revision: April 23, 2010

Verse 1:

If you just let me in, I promise I won't let you fall apart
I'll make you my queen of diamonds and my ace of hearts
I'm wondering where we'll be, under the sun or the moon?
It doesn't matter to me, so long as I can be with you

Chorus:

You are the one in my dreams and I love you (wo-oh)
Don't just pretend it's a game or it'll hurt you, I know
Let's go and grow old together, you and me
Love's full of mysteries, just wait and see

Verse 2:

It's cold out here in the dark without you by my side
You wouldn't let me in, so my heart stopped and died
I thought that we were meant to be together forever
But without a chance from you, forever is never

Bridge:

Even when the mountains fall, or when the sun won't shine
I'll still be in love with you, I'll always be at least a step behind

Chorus

Love's full of mysteries...

Audrey

A sight so grand, when you’re in the stands,
is to see her running by.
She runs so fast, all the girls she’s passed,
it seems she could even fly.
She’ll run in the snow – she won’t say no.
She runs every chance she gets.
She runs for a 1st, but won’t accept the worst,
she’s the most determined I’ve ever met
She’s a year older now, but her calves are still cows.
When gone, everyone missed her.
Who is this girl who could run as if hurled?
Why, it’s none other than my sister.

The End - Drew Adams

Created 3/15/09

I walked in the rain on the road by myself
and came face-to-face with the end.
I lifted my head and looked around,
but couldn't see where to ascend.
I turned around to head down the trail,
but there was no trail to be found.
I turned again to find a way,
but there was no way to abound.
No great time went away and I found myself
in a panic with tears in my eyes.
There was no path to lead me home,
no way to say my "goodbyes".
I stood by a tree and a thought came to mind:
'I can wander and hope to be found.'
And then a thought against the first
came to me and made me sit down.
I sat and yelled with the highest of hopes
that someone would come my way
and hear the cries I shouted out,
then come to save the day.
I fell asleep after day turned to night
and later awoke to another day.
I looked about and found a trail
that had been covered by the rain.

Waiting for Love - Drew Adams

Created 3/22/09

I want to be greedy and steal her away
because I'm scared if I don't I may lose her,
but I have to wait until she's ready
or else she may hate me forever.
She calls my name like an angel would
and it makes my heart stop beating.
Her eyes are a soft and gentle blue
and to God I am still pleading.
Pleading for a chance to get a moment with her
and just talk about things of the past.
She would get the chance to know me more
and finally on me her eyes would cast.
She might wait until we both were ready
and my heart wouldn't race with such speed.
If she knew me at all, or well enough,
I wouldn't need to steal her with greed.

The Moon - Drew Adams

Created 3/22/09

As the moon shone down a bright new ray,
the whole world seemed to grin.
The sun was gone for an hour or two
and the stars sat low and dim.
The moon smiled and winked at the bright blue earth
and felt whole and full of life,
for the sun agreed to give him a chance
to prove his worth and might.
He glowed brighter as the minutes passed
and then went dim and low.
As he looked down to see the earth,
the life was sleeping down below.
The sun came up and saw the moon
and asked him what was wrong,
but all the moon could utter out was:
"I don't shine as bright or long.
When they see you they're full of life,
but with me they fall asleep.
Why should I stay when no one wants
a moon who's light it can not keep?"
The sun looked sad and whispered out:
"You must not understand.
They need you as much or more than me.
You give them hope for tomorrow's demands.
Your gentle glow relaxes them;
it's when you're gone they seem to cry;
and when you're up they all cheer
as if they can not die.

Last Regrets - Drew Adams

Created 2/4/09

We all have those tiny things
we wish we had or did,
but my regrets, like some I know,
are what I couldn’t dig.
I couldn’t dig a tunnel
to escape this mortal life
so full of lifeless monsters
that won’t die by worldly knives.
They stab my heart and torture me
for an endless time each day,
but I still prayed: “God please help me!”
and looked for one bright ray.
There are still no rays that can be found,
I’m just not looking right.
Most people think that you must look
at the very dark of night.
I’ve looked for rays both night and day
but I couldn’t seem to find
a single ray of brightness
until I opened up my mind.
I found that my real regret
was not the one I thought;
it was that I never left
the sea of monsters that I fought.

Another Shore - Drew Adams

Created 1/26/09

Floating down stream, by happenstance,
I met an older man
who told me I should go some more
until I hit the lighter sand.
I asked him why he should even care
that I should stop at either one.
He said to me to have some faith
and that I’d know when I was done.
I did as he said and I followed through,
all the way to the end.
I started out of the raft, and to my surprise,
the river made another bend.
“I wonder if I passed the sand,”
I said aloud in a worried voice.
“I guess I could just go some more,”
so I hopped in and made my choice.
I floated down that way again,
down that little stream,
I floated down so peacefully,
I slept and had a dream.
I stood nearby a lighter sand
and looked across the way.
I saw that man across the sea
and saw another bay.
It mimicked the side that I was on,
everything the same,
but I noticed that where I stood
was the side of death and pain.
I searched across that rugged sea
to find the man I saw,
but a deep, dense fog had obscured his face
that seemed to burn me raw.
I tried to run, but got nowhere,
the fog still burning my face.
It seemed as though I had done a wrong
to which it wouldn’t cease to chase.
I woke up from that awful dream
and saw the lighter sand.
I guess what that old man meant
was to choose, and not just stand.