Moving On

I've been born again.
I can feel again.
I've caught the next train,
I'm moving on.
My mind reflects my mood,
My music makes me live,
I'm moving on swiftly now.
Again, I'm able to give.
No longer am I filled with woe,
I am happy again.
I'm no longer alone,
I don't have to use that whining tone.
I'm surrounded by love,
This is my protective glove.
Don't try and remove it,
Don't try and wear it,
The flame of my heart is now lit.