Author: thecarpenterWhy would she sleep
While the sun is so bright.
Why does she so want
Her days turned to night.
As much as she suffers
How could she forget
That the best of her days
Haven’t come to her yet.
She said in her sleep
She will dream about me.
As much as I tried,
I could not make her see
That we shared the same dream
And to make it come true
All that she needed
Was to see the day through.
She wants not for sleep,
I know in her heart
That she’s calling for help
As her world falls apart
And what she most wants,
Like all in despair
Is to know about love
And to know that I care.
As yet she’s not gone
But she’s hurt her self so
And they’ve taken my girl
To a place I can’t go.
So I sit by the phone
And I wait for a call
To pick up the pieces
If there’s pieces at all.
She must be so low,
Thinking I can’t forgive
But for my ardour
All she need do is live.
I wish I could tell her
That that’s not the way,
That only with me
Should she sleep through the day.
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 8:42 AM CST