Hours of Crying
What should I do if I’m losing hope ?
What should I do if I cry ?
Who’s gonna lead me ?
Who’s gonna make me to stand-up and try ?
Hours of waiting…
Years of dreaming…
Takes the infinity just to believe:
Sleeping and screaming,
Awfully wrong way of life to receive…
Who should I talk to if I become speechless ?
Who should I turn to if I become blind ?
Who’s gonna hold me ?
Who’s gonna love me?
Who’s gonna help me to open up my eyes?
Hours of crying…
Minutes of screaming…
Takes the infinity just to believe:
All you need is too flying,
That is the right way of life to receive…
Be with me… Hold my hand…
Maybe I will understand,
What’s my goal on this Earth.
Take me to your U-N-I-V-E-R-S-E
Copyright © Broken Lyndsey Gaurkee | Year Posted 2008
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