...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... 
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS

GAIL'S GARDENS

it only takes a moment
for all that's wrong to become right
if you only believe what is true

it only takes a moment
to realize when you hurt someone
the one you hurt most is you


breathlessly I waited
for you to arrive
hanging on by the last threads
you left me to survive

promises you gave me
begging me to wait
taking everything I had
  was it really hate?...


now I look back
wonder what I lacked
why I could not see
how you were using me

no use in asking why
just to hear another lie
what was I thinking of
  to mistake it for love...


I let you in
gave you the keys
to my heart
to my soul
to my sanity

trusted you so
unconditionally
and you took the keys
and won't give them back
you say you need them
what good are they to you
maybe you want a pet
but what good is a pet
when you never feed them

unless you just wanted something to torture
the way you felt tortured yourself
is that the sickness I closed my eyes too
is that the secret up on your shelf

well whether it is, or whether it isn't
it's something you do all too well
you've got the skills to be a good teacher
in places they used to call hell

but heaven and hell are not words anymore
they're what you've taken and given to me
maybe I should say thank you for the great lesson
in how I do not want to be

so whether you're sick or a victim of evil
you make it real in the things you do
there comes a time you can't blame someone else
for what you have made of you

now some might just call you a devil
but I know there's much more inside
I just wish the thing you learned to do best
was heal instead of hide
wish you'd heal instead of hide
of how I wish you'd learn to heal instead of hide


breathlessly I waited
for you to arrive
hanging on to the last threads
you left me to survive

promises you gave me
begging me to wait
you took everything I had
  was it really hate?...


you can always answer
but you always seem to think it's too late
well even giving up on yourself
doesn't seal your fate

you are what you did yesterday
but most of all you are what you do today
it only takes a moment
to take the devil's bait
and it only takes a moment
to make the devil wait
and it only takes a moment
to change the hand of fate
and it only takes a moment
and it's never too late

it only takes a moment
for all that's wrong to become right
if you only believe what is true

it only takes a moment
for a devil to become an angel
it all depends on what you do





Devil
(It Only Takes A Moment)

Ric Candor    ©1999


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