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It's
pretty outside how can it be bad?
You ask
You don't know my life, that's what's sad.
I answer
I'm here for you if you want to talk.
You say
You won't understand you'll just mock.
I reply
Try me you can trust me.
You suggest
I don't trust, others can't see.
I say
Why? What happened to make you so down?
You ask
Nothing I can say, except your smile makes me frown.
I answer
I don't understand. Let me help you.
You say
I told you. Why are you pressing the issue?
I reply
I don't know I guess because I care.
You suggest
I'm not worth it too much despair.
I say
You are rejecting my love, why?
You ask
Because it's not real I see it in your eyes.
I answer
You're just feeling sorry for yourself can't you see?
You suggest
You don't know me so don't judge me!
I say
I turn and walk to a solemn place
As tears slowly roll down my face.
I try to sort out the things in my life
And ask my self, why can't I just die?
Then as I stretch my hand to the gun
An overwhelming presence comes.
It brings a peace like never before
And the gun descends to the floor.
My hands are reaching for the sky above
Then I hear my voice cry out for your love.
I want to be drowning in your blood not mine
I want to look onto you as your light shines.
Your spirit falls on me and I hear you say
Rest in me and know I am God. It's all ok.
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