Post by Harleyangele on Mar 9, 2003 10:54:15 GMT -5
Somebody told me about a worn out distraction,
That I had let slip away.
Then it comes back and rides my shoulders,
And burdens me every day.
I will just sit here, like a slow burn out,
and try to figure out, how to do without you.
Who is going to straighten me up, when I am leaning?
Who is going to soothe my heart, when it is burning?
Who is going to be the one to tell me everything is going to be all right?
Well, Goodnight, My Love.
I will break the bread of a new day and wonder, if faith will carry me along.
But days are longer as my heart gets weaker, and I can only stay so strong.
Well, I will just sit here like a wounded soul who is finding it difficult to just let go.
I am going to let you sleep
I will let you fade off into the night
I pray the Lord to keep
I pray the Lord to hold you tight
Goodnight, My Love.
Angel
That I had let slip away.
Then it comes back and rides my shoulders,
And burdens me every day.
I will just sit here, like a slow burn out,
and try to figure out, how to do without you.
Who is going to straighten me up, when I am leaning?
Who is going to soothe my heart, when it is burning?
Who is going to be the one to tell me everything is going to be all right?
Well, Goodnight, My Love.
I will break the bread of a new day and wonder, if faith will carry me along.
But days are longer as my heart gets weaker, and I can only stay so strong.
Well, I will just sit here like a wounded soul who is finding it difficult to just let go.
I am going to let you sleep
I will let you fade off into the night
I pray the Lord to keep
I pray the Lord to hold you tight
Goodnight, My Love.
Angel
