Nobody Knows

i was on a street with a common name i prayed for love yeah i even begged i had a vision of you that carried me through

I'm not really sure what it is that drives 1 to question the heart, love, spirit, desire, etc. of another. As if they can peer into a place that is holy sacred & meant for unearthly eyes. Is this the pinnacle of arrogance or ignorance?

and nobody really knows what i would do for you nobody really knows how much i love you nobody really knows, nobody knows nobody knows, nobody knows

Is it the earnest desire to know or the puffed up longing to be known. To let those in question know that their way is divine alone. That their favor is found acceptable & hints of anything to the contrary are not to be tolerated.

i cleared my mind and i turned around grateful to the one who had laid me down i was silent in love pourin down from above

The vertical flow of this thing called love is nothing short of pure, unadulterated bliss. While that of the horizontal makings are all too often not even close enough to be called a near miss. How disappointing...

like so much rain it fell and pierced my brains the trees all alive with their colors like the dreams of man i had a vision of you that carried me through

If I've learned nothing else, it's this...vision is a tricky thing. Those whom are in possession of 1 have a wonderfully odd & possibly dangerous thing. Those who don't are left scratching their heads at best & firing the cannons at worst.

and nobody really knows what i would do for you now nobody really knows how much i love you baby nobody really knows, nobody knows nobody knows, nobody knows

Nobody has set vision ablaze within this fleshy heart that was once stone. Nobody understands the yeilding smoke that rises from it. I guess that that's all that matters...that Nobody knows, Nobody knows...