Living to Live

She is listening for conversation in the café

A room that's become a weekly haunt

Her problems take a backseat for those mornings and afternoons

When she can become part of someone else's story

Where's the victim?

Whose to blame?

Can I just tell them what I think there is to gain?

She directs her attention to the other lives

The troubles they've been having, the torments they can withstand

The tenderness they express towards one another as they take each other's hands

Why come here week after week is it really helping at all?

This isn't a vocation it's a dedication it's a listening conversation after all

At least she can sit here and choose to drift just a little in some other net?

And it feels like she's just living to live right now

She's just living to live right now

Love carries itself through the night

Love carries itself through the night

I hope it always reaches you

If you care to knock in, I will be an ear to your heart

I will sit in silence and offer you myself - if requested

I won't judge what you say it will get better a little every day

Maybe you'd like to be held on the other end a telephone friend

Picture this we are sitting talking like two strangers

Why come here week after week is it really helping at all?

This isn't a vocation it's a dedication it's a listening conversation after all

At least she can sit here and choose to drift just a little in some other net

And it feels like she's just living to live right now

She's just living to live right now