I don’t know how to feel anymore,
my heart is breaking and I don’t know why.
I cry inside so nobody sees me,
yet my eyes bleed the sorrow from within.
Sadness takes my hand as I fall,
showing me the way to hell in my eyes.
Never in my life have I wanted this way,
breath taken from me in my suffering.
To anything I am ready to give my love,
setbacks of life just jumping in my way.
No moonlight covering my life dying cold,
warmth of reason hiding from me.
I know where I belong, I know who I love,
with a knife in my heart I realize I am hers.
Painful dreams reminding me of resentment,
while the world laughs in my face.
So close to your arms I cry alone,
hoping that this is all just a nightmare.
She gives love to me when nobody else could,
holding in her hands the reason I live.
Am I wrong for needing her touch right now,
or am I just a selfish man wanting his way?
Brokenness calling me into a vision of lies,
feeling so down without feeling at all.
It was in her touch that I knew almost nothing,
where everything had meaning in our hearts.
I stand alone to be together with my lover,
and fall into sorrow by the touch of life.
Johnny Newell
my heart is breaking and I don’t know why.
I cry inside so nobody sees me,
yet my eyes bleed the sorrow from within.
Sadness takes my hand as I fall,
showing me the way to hell in my eyes.
Never in my life have I wanted this way,
breath taken from me in my suffering.
To anything I am ready to give my love,
setbacks of life just jumping in my way.
No moonlight covering my life dying cold,
warmth of reason hiding from me.
I know where I belong, I know who I love,
with a knife in my heart I realize I am hers.
Painful dreams reminding me of resentment,
while the world laughs in my face.
So close to your arms I cry alone,
hoping that this is all just a nightmare.
She gives love to me when nobody else could,
holding in her hands the reason I live.
Am I wrong for needing her touch right now,
or am I just a selfish man wanting his way?
Brokenness calling me into a vision of lies,
feeling so down without feeling at all.
It was in her touch that I knew almost nothing,
where everything had meaning in our hearts.
I stand alone to be together with my lover,
and fall into sorrow by the touch of life.
Johnny Newell
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