This Song Is For You

It is intangible, unintelligible. I can no more speak what it is I feel, than I could reach inside and pull out all that I am. I can only do the little things. I can only speak with my eyes, and my hands, and my deeds. I can only give until I have nothing left, and then dig deep down and find something more. All this I would do, and I would do it gladly, unquestioningly, I would do it all for you. The song in my heart is yours. The melody that moves through my soul is ours. The rhythm inside my head is my own. I am twisting and turning and bleeding and burning. I am being and learning, and finding a way. Will you sing to me again? Just one more time?