For You
For you all is well,
As I'm sitting in hell,
Screaming at the top of my lungs from the highest mountain,
Cause its you that was my fountain,
Of youth,
Yeah its the truth,
Don't need no proof,
You put on quite a show,
But you let me know,
This is not the way to go,
Its the world I want to see,
So just let me be,
I want to be free,
Free from all the misery,
....And pain,
You were more like a stain,
A perfect day for the beach and you were the rain,
Now I'm relaxing the sound of wind in my ear,
My time to live is here,
So just hear what I'm about,
I have no more doubt,
In the fountain of youth I am the spout,
In prison you were the in and I was the out.
Copyright © Ashley Grant | Year Posted 2010
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