you’ll never know

the ever-changing seasons
have always been my teachers
the crack of balls off wooden bats
soaring to the bleachers
the soundtrack of my life
on records and the radio
oh, you’ll never know
oh, you’ll never know
you’ll never know the music in my soul

fresh tomatoes, sweet, sweet corn
the essence of my pleasure
the cool and damp and smell of night
when stars go on forever
the singer on the stage
who makes my heart and spirit moan
oh, you’ll never know
oh, you’ll never know
you’ll never know the music in my soul

books surrounding me like friends
wholesome, wise, and warming
a walk along an ocean beach
when pastel skies are dawning
the unexpected metaphor
the catching in my throat
oh, you’ll never know
oh, you’ll never know
you’ll never know the music in my soul

long drives with you by my side
time to laugh and grieve in
the wistful pull of memory
into all that i’ve believed in
the soundtrack of my life
on records and the radio
oh, you’ll never know
oh, you’ll never know
you’ll never know the music in my soul