The Songwriter

He'd sit by the window where the sunlight was streaming

Lost in the melodies and thoughts his heart was dreaming

With a pencil in his hand and a hot fire in his chest

He'd write and rewrite through the night

He was a perfectionist.

And as the years went by so fast he would say

Don't forget the heart's got words it can't betray

So always take a moment for your soul to unwind

And put your feelings down in a song before you leave the world behind

He was born to write like God makes the Stars light up at night

With words that would burn and shine so bright

And melodies that made me tremble and sigh

He taught me to write when I only wanted to cry

The pages he filled were a map of his soul

Every tear every laugh every moment was whole

He taught me the best words always came out at night

And I found my truth when his arms held me tight

Now he's a song that constantly hums in my head

A rhythm of love where my heart has bled

A mentor, a lover, a teacher, a guide

His legacy lives where my love resides

He was born to write like God makes the Stars light up at night

With words that would burn and shine so bright

With melodies that made me tremble and sigh

He taught me to write when I only wanted to cry

Now I only want to cry