the way i care

i used to dream someone would come along
to write and sing the greatest love song with me
to write ecstasy in harmony, that's what i want to share
and all it would take is someone who cares the way i care

who cares
who cares the way i care
who cares
who cares the way i care

the way i care is unconditional
giving is the pleasure i seek
sharing only makes it better

the way i care is universal
there are no prerequisites
can you imagine it?

i used to dream someone would take my hand
and share the journey to a wonderland
created by the magic of sharing honesty
and all it takes is love and trusting unconditionally
caring unconditionally

who cares
who cares the way i share
who cares
who cares the way i share

tried and tried again i gave my all
unconditional trust leaves one so vulnerable
time and time again came the big fall
and i was left with nothing but the dream and a wall
alone with nothing but a wailing wall
alone banging my head against a wall

and i wonder now if that's how people are
starting our with such promise of true love
but still afraid to go that far

and i wonder now that i am almost gone
with nothing but a broken heart to give
how do i go on

who cares
who cares if i go on
who cares
who cares if i go on

used to dream
oh how i used to dream
used to dream,
boy, i used to dream

and still the caring
is all i know how to do
all the despairing doesn't last
it just does not feel true

when i am caring
everything is alright
and i can make it through any darkness
to this hopeful light

i care
i care if i go on
i care
and all the doubts are gone

i care
i care the way i share
the way i care
makes everything clear
the way i care
is just the way i care

i care
i care if i go on
i care
and all the doubts are gone

and so i dream
someone will come along

can you feel the love tonight? (living in rhyme)

it is everywhere, really, but when it is not shared personally, one on one, it leaves a desperately deep longing that sometimes feels like nobody cares and that is when the choices we make become so very important... the choice to empower the loneliness can lead to depression and death... the choice to embrace the love all around in solitude can lead to euphoric bliss... many people choose the former... saints and the like choose the latter... both may be fools, but the latter appear to be the happier fools, so maybe i should remember how to do that... maybe i still do if we look at many of my actions... but it doesn't feel like i do at the moment...

as i wonder who cares
and hear no one respond
should i imagine there's more
somewhere far beyond

as this life lingers on
through the magic of time
what i don't understand
is living without rhyme

so many people
live without rhyme

when two words rhyme
they make a sound like love
they make the language sing
some say from high above

when two words rhyme
they inspire my smile
and let me feel some hope
for a little while

and then i see
what i consider a crime
so many people
living without rhyme

somehow i keep reaching out
through the fears and the doubt
with hope that someone will understand

even when it's hard to find
somewhere deep within my mind
dreams of someone taking my hand

and taking the time
to live in rhyme