Laying in bed and torn apart
all i can do is face the Dawn
for its loving glow will fuel my fire
piecing together my shattered heart
I may never fly,
In the doldrums of my despair,
waiting for the judgment day.
and all i can do is kneel in prayer.
Yet everything is fine as i face the Dawn
Its morning rays caressing my flesh,
happiness beyond compare
for me alone or me to share.
Although i have given myself in full
all i can do is wait for Dawn
my very soul embracing its light
and i'll keep praying for its embrace
Thu Nov 11, 2010 11:28 pm