Outside

Why do you really care?
Why do you really feel?
Why do you so?
And why are you?
Why do you see?
Why do you speak?
Why do you hear?
And why are you?

This is the church of your soul
Not the music, not the rhythm
Not the words, just you
You are the priest of this church
Not the body, not the brain
Not the blood, just you

Love, do you see
Love, do you speak
Love, do you hear
And love, are you

Your life is like a book
Start reading it
Someone else would love to fill
Your pages with his words