Your arms

by Escoffier   Dec 11, 2006


Your arms

I never cried
I never wanted to died
I felted good inside
But now your not hear
And I feel the sting of loneliness all night long
I think of the places I use to go in my mind
As you held me every night

And now I know the 3 am call
From those down below as they watch the show
Of my broken halo that grows cold
I am so alone
I hide from the world to see
My greatness loss was thy
I greater love I have never known
As I sit and wait
I think of you and me
And what it was like to have a soul
I remember love and all its wonder
How it turned this rock into gold
Now I am as cold as ice
And I wish the pain no more

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