Oh, to be where I have been.
To feel the things I have felt
And to kneel where I have knelt
But Alexander, you continue to ignore my fragile pelt.
So I must accept the futility in everything but me. I tried so hard and fought so long. I wanted to be with you when you played that song. I wanted that summer. But instead you gave me fire.
These are the thoughts I will sing about.
You are so gone.
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Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
My eyes are still so green. But they are not free. Sun, you used to burn so bright. What happened to your light? You, these things, where have they gone? Did I burn so hot the ceiling melted and turned us red?
Where do my dreams go at night, wrapped in my fears so tight? Oh my God, oh my God, where do you take them to meet your face?
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…“Only the love of God creates a bond so deep that not even the greatest betrayal can end the relationship or end all hope.” –Erwin McManus
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