All That I Am
Don’t leave me now
I won’t go
Pieces of you
This is all that I am
And now you come to me
You’re going to miss me
Asking me what’s wrong
And I simply reply, “Nothing”
And faintly smile
Days have gone by
As I am your painted child
Yes you’re going to miss me
Don’t leave me now
I won’t go
Pieces of you
This is all that I am
I have no family
No parentals
I am a rolling stone
I know you’ve heard the song
You’re going to miss me
Look for me
And find me no more you shall
Every move I’ve made seems foul
But you’re going to miss me
“The funny thing is
When you’re a rolling stone
You tend to live against the wind
But a stone weighs solid
Therefore the wind cannot carry it
So in other words
You become a burden to bear”
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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