I feel so sentenced by your words, I feel so judged and sent away,
before I go I've got to know,
is that what you mean to say?
Before I rise to my defense,
before I speak in hurt or fear,
before I build that wall of words,
tell me, did I really hear?
Words are windows, or they're walls,
they sentence us, or set us free.
When I speak and when I hear,
let the love light shine through me.
There are things I need to say,
things that mean so much to me,
if my words don't make me clear,
will you help me to be free?
If I seemed to pit you down,
if you felt I didn't care,
try to listen through my words,
to the feelings that we share."
(Ruth Bebermayer)
