I\'ll catch you in a poem
and I\'ll catch you in my dreams.
I hope my longing\'s growing
till it opens some portal in me.

\'cause my heart is still a poet
and my mind\'s no longer a thief.
Still I fear for what you\'d be thinking
if I let, I let you see.

\'cause this shining piece of armor,
that you see if you see me,
oh, is holding something stronger,
that I wish, I wish you\'d see.

I\'ll catch you in a poem
with the intent to set you free.
\'cause my heart is still a poet
and that\'s where you\'ll always be.