honestly

honestly, my honesty is starting to get to me
honestly, how i see the world is only a reflection of myself
and honestly, i am the world i create
and the world is me
honestly

honestly, my love for you
is what water, air and sunlight is to plants
and the way you make me feel
is something i will never understand
honestly, you make me the man i am
honestly

honestly, my honesty must be a paradox to you
how i claim to be a warrior of peace, of love, of truth
yet my thoughts may so often seem violent, unloving, fake, cruel
my words which shake you, break you, attack you
as much as they may comfort you, warm you, guide you
but honestly, it’s all just a way
for me to tell you how i feel this burning love. for you
and it’s the only way i know
honestly

honestly, my suffering is the result of the collective emptiness in spirit
of our fellow men. and women
or so i tell myself
and i am keeping the human spirit alive
which we need to survive
but honestly, i could be wrong
i could be wrong
about everything
honestly

honestly, if you knew what i knew
if you were in my head
if you saw the world through my eyes
feel what i feel
you would be the same
honestly, there’s so much i’d like to say
but so much i fail to convey
again and again
honestly

honestly, it’s worth remembering
that we are all
children of the sun
made up of star stuff
the molecules of love
honestly, think of how you feel
when you feel the sun
when you look at the stars
our love
it’s like coming home
honestly.