Locked up hearts, cold with fear.
Damaged soul, faith disappears.
No obvious paths, easy enough to follow.
Wrapped around by all your sorrow.
Unforgiving, heartless, painful thinking
Believing your broken heart is shrinking.
Emotional torture, a disastrous surprise.
All that failure, when a person tries.    
Cold and lonely, the darkness scares you 
Not aware of what’s coming or how it can help you  
Not looking on the bright side, just looking away
Try to be aware it can come your way.
Something is needed, something to speak of.
This one thing needed is in fact true love. 

The love appears, things start to change 
Filled up with happiness, rather strange.
The paths become clear, all has succeeded.
A delightful feeling is all that’s needed.
The wounded heart comes back together.
Soaring through dreams like a dove’s feather
Lifted up my passion, with so much grace.
The greatest achievement is that smile on you face.