Confessional

Our hearts have many doors
I'm here with mine wide open
Inside this darkened room
To give you my confession

We hid beneath a rose
Behind some quiet curtains
To sit with folded hands
And breathe each other's presence

Bring it in now
Take me home
To this place
We have always known
Cut it back now
Help it to grow
Searching inside
Our confessional

We hide beneath the rows
Behind these quiet curtains
You touch my folded hands
As we embrace our penance

Why did we always think this impossible?
How do I even know what's right?
Where are you on my path of discovery?
How will I know I've found my voice?

Bring it all in now
Take me home
To this place
We have always known
Cut it back now
Help it to grow
Searching inside
Our confessional