Story Behind The Song

Ages ago, I worked with a young autistic boy. He hurt himself severely, biting his arms, tearing out his hair, hitting his own tighs. One late night, I looked into his eyes, and he looked back. Now, this is not common with autists. When I looked in

Song Description

We all have a unique story. If another person shares his/her story with us, should we then do the same or should we tell other people about their story? Your story might be a sad, horrible story, yet it can be the basis on which to build a good life.

Lyrics

If you could write a poem, I wonder what you'd write
a poem filled with joyfullness or sorrow, fear and fright
I look into your dark eyes and know not what I see
is there a part of me in there or is it only me?

If you could write a poem I bet my final dime
I couldn't really read it, your time is not my time
Your dreams are universal, you find them everywhere
some find it in their music, some find it in despair

If you could write a poem, I wonder what you'd write
a poem filled with loneliness or birds in distant flight
If you could write a poem, I really wish you could
I'd read it with my heart and soul, I'd read it with my blood

If you could write a poem, I wouldn't know what to do
should I then give it to the world or give it back to you?
Your dreams are universal, they come from love and fear,
if you could write a poem, I'd read it if I dare

Your poem might be fire, my poem might be snow
our poems are a part of us, we write them as we go
If you could write a poem, the poem of your life
I'd read it with my heart and soul, I'd read it in the night
I'd read it with my heart and soul, I'd read it in the night