Next In Line
It seems like the night is so dark
When no one knows who you are
In the grass you look at the stars
Trying to find out who you are
You long for the love between your hips
Dreaming of the perfect kiss
You’re praying that he’ll call you mine
But you’re just the next in line
Your heart is so deeply broken
Finding anything to put your hope in
Searching till the end of time
Trying to leave your past behind
Every girl dreams of that perfect wedding
You blindly hope that that’s the direction you’re heading
You’re praying that you’ll find the place where you belong
But every time love has proven you wrong
You long for the love between your hips
Dreaming of the perfect kiss
You’re praying that he’ll call you mine
But you’re just the next in line
Whenever you find a guy to trust
He breaks you with his lust
Whenever you find the strength to stand
You get shoved into the sand
When the pants go to the floor
You’re always called the whore
When someone looks you in the face
You feel like a disgrace
You long for the love between your hips
Dreaming of the perfect kiss
You’re praying that he’ll call you mine
But you’re just the next in line
How do you fix a broken heart
Where can you find a new place to start
Is there a place to send your pain
Will someone ever call your name
When the pain stabs you like a knife
There’s one person that can save your life
When the world shows nothing but hate
Jesus Christ will change your fate
You long for the love between your hips
Dreaming of the perfect kiss
You’re praying that he’ll call you mine
But you’re just the next in line
Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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