Tired of Alone
Can you share me some truth
No softly whispered lies
Spare me the excuses
That lounge behind your eyes
My foundation is dust
A heart molded of clay
Shaped by adversity
Fired by dismay
(Chorus)
I need a guiding hand
A fearless lions heart
Someone to lift my chin
Direct me where to start
Being with all alone
Gives me little succor
But it gives something more
Than just mem’rys of her
Whisper only the truth
Please spare me all the lies
None of the excuses
Concealed within your eyes
(Chorus)
I need a guiding hand
A fearless lions heart
Someone to lift my chin
Direct me where to start
Could you spare me some time
I’m tired of alone
Give me a sculpting hand
To shape this heart of stone.
Copyright © MD Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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