Sunday, May 1, 2011

Someday

My passion lies within this knife
With which I cut my soul
In hopes to one day be your wife
Only then shall I be whole
Tonight I lay my head to rest
And wish upon a star
To one day be without this pest
And move away real far
You, my love, hold a special key
To a secret place in my heart
A place very deep inside of me
That makes me hurt when we're apart
My dear, you see, I miss you
Oh please won't you come home?
I need you wrapped around me
So then I won't feel so alone

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