Come to me now
And lay your hands over me
Even if it's a lie
Say it will be alright
And I shall believe
I'm broken in two
And I know you're on to me
That I only come home
When I'm so all alone
But I do believe
That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up on me
And I shall believe
And I shall believe
Open the door
And show me your face tonight
I know it's true
No one heals me like you
And you hold the key
Never again
would I turn away from you
I'm so heavy tonight
But your love is alright
And I do believe
That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly
You won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
And I shall believe
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3 comments:
Did you write that?
Although I do write poetry....No, I did not write this. It's lyrics to a song by Matt Brouwer. Pretty good song though. Just thought it fit my persona at the moment.
So I listen to this song at least every day, if not every other.
Great choice. Although, I think Sheryl Crow wrote it, or she covered it too, because I have both versions.
Now me thinks I shall go listen to it. Thanks for the idea!
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