There's that sound again,
it's begging me, it wants to borrow
just what do I have, what does it want me to give it
don't dare fall asleep, not until the day breaks,
until it's tomorrow
You came across mean
saying those words you said, what do they mean
when will i know, when will they hit me, will they dig deep
wound and inflict me, the knife still buried in me, so it will seep
down to the ground, where I will lay, waiting for dreams
But it can be cold there
my life running red rivers, all over the floor
right where you left me, still shivering in scores
you words like arrows, refill Cupid's own quiver
You love and you hate together
your moss grows on all sides, no way to recover
I can't find my own way, I'll look for my rivers
oh my bright red is fading, my bright red is fading
I'll hope for some Savior, to lead me on home
heading south for the winter, my heart break is forming
my heart break is forming, this love is looking bleak
no hope for tomorrow, my last heart beat is weak
There's that sound again,
it's begging me, it wants to borrow
just what do I have, what does it want me to give it
don't dare fall asleep, not until the day breaks,
until it's tomorrow
(by Roelin Davis all rights reserved 9/19/2012)
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