TWO QUARTERS
WRITTEN BY JEFF R HILTON
JANUARY 2020
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
NOTHING HAD CHANGED
ITS ALL THE SAME
I'LL TRY NOT TO BLAME
BUT ITS A SHAME
GIVE ME SOMETHING
I CAN GO ON
SOMETHING TO USE
IF I CHOOSE
WHERE'S THE WIND
AT MY BACK
PUSH MY REASONS
HELP MY CAUSE
GIVE ME A LITTLE
OR GIVE ME A LOT
I CAN'T GO ON
WITH WHAT I'VE GOT
NOTHING FOR TOO LONG
STUCK HERE LOSING TIME
LOSING FACE
SLIPPING FROM
THE ARMS OF GRACE
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING
I CAN'T FIND
I SHOULD LOOK
TO THE SKY
MAYBE ITS THERE
I'LL FIND IT
SOMETHING TO BEND IT
TIL IT BREAKS
I'D LIKE TO GO
BUT I'M FAR FROM FREE
THE ROAD IN FRONT OF ME
IS CLOSED
WATCHING THE MORNING RAIN
WONDERING IF THINGS
WILL EVER BE
MORE THAN THIS
I DON'T WANT TO SAY
ITS NOT FAIR
BUT ITS ITS NOT FAIR
YES I KNOW, ONE MORE DAY
ONLY YOU WOULD
THINK THAT'S OKAY
THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY
I ROLL MY EYES
AND LOOK UP TO THE SKY
IF I ASK YOU
WOULD YOU TELL ME WHY
DID I IMAGINE ALL THESE DREAMS
FOR NOTHING
I DON'T REMEMBER
SELLING MY SOUL TO YOU
I WOULDN'T, I NEVER DID
STUCK HERE LOSING TIME
I'LL NEVER GET IT BACK
EMPTY SPACES
ILL WINDS BLOW
THERE'S NOWHERE
I CAN GO
ISN'T IT DARKEST
BEFORE THE DAWN
DON'T KEEP ME WAITING
TELL ME
HOW LONG
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