Written by Etha Walters
It scares me when my muse forgets my name
While restlessness is screaming it
I wish words would flow into a connection
A power of greater stimulation
Maybe it does and I forgot to pay the bill
I don't have all the answers but I keep searching
No one is in my arms but I keep reaching
My sight is hazy but I still look
My stove is greasy but I still cook
I burn
Southern breezes fan the flame
Pour your love on me