There is a silent sort of scream
when things aren't what they seem.
There is a hell no one can know
that follows where you go.
A fire burns your inner soul—
you never quite feel whole—
it takes a toll…
this role…
But I know I can take off my disguise.
Alone, I find within her waiting eyes
a love like living water, cooling springs.
At last, it's here, in love and truth, hearts sing.
Hearts Sing
Tale Told 