Deep In Many Men
There's this lie that's fallen deeply
In the hearts of many men
This is why, only maybe,
I've hated her for her sins
Look at me, please darling please,
It's your eyes so piercing
I love it though it's wrong I know
Can't you see?
You were always KILLING ME!
It's the things that may go bump in the night
It's the things that have come to take your life
There's a cry that's buried deeply
In the hearts of many men
It's the fear of dying alone
Being alone I fear no more
Copyright © Charles Grisham | Year Posted 2006
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