Smiling - Richard Shindell

I had a place in the desert

Just a roof and four walls

Where I could wait for the rapture

Where I could ride out the fall

I was keeping a virgil

I was deep in a trance

I was holding a candle

To the palm of my hand

Then I saw you smiling then I saw you smiling

Then I saw you smiling

Like a fool I protested

I need time to prepare

You see I never expected

Something so simple and clear

So I tried to persude you

That I was not what you thought

That I would only disappoint you

That I can’t be what I’m not

You stood there smiling

You stood there smiling

You stood there smiling

I looked around for a reference

But there was none I could see

Is there a thread to the sequence

That brought this vision to me

There are larks in the morning

Tracing lines to the lake

Three dimensions of mercy

Three dimensions of grace

You just stand there smiling

You just stand there smiling

You just stand there smiling