"Who am I, where are you"
 By Marc Brooks (for Beth)

"When I sit alone
 my mind drifting to
 the joy of being on the phone
 whispering my love to you.

 When I am near
 the pressure of your need
 fills me with a huge fear
 that I can't succeed.

 When I travel between these two
 I have to see the way
 that my feelings have hurt you;
 I am sorry is all I can say.

 Fear not, hurt not, my love is true!
 Confused by a desire to help another
 I realize my first love is STILL you
 and my heart requires no other."