Tell me friend now can you see—
The look behind her painted eyes
A window to her anguished soul
That she tries so hard to hide?
You may see but do you know—
Beneath that thin disguise
The war that rages ever on
Intent on hope’s demise?
Now as you listen, do you hear—
The way her spirit cries
The rumble of her wounded heart
A silent scream, her inner sigh?
And as your heart leans into hers—
Can you feel the pain she hides?
The warmth that left her inner soul
A flickering flame slowly dies.
Will you extend a willing hand—
Beneath her shadowed skies?
Can you put salve to what’s hidden—
Behind those painted eyes?
Your gentle touch, a loving word—
A friend who does not hide
Remind her that she’s worth the fight,
To find her strength and surely rise.
My Greatest Adventure 