Waken In the Night, Something's Not Right
Scary time, each might
Wake about 4
Don't know what for
Unsettling, I toss, I turn
Finallly I call your name
Seems you're the missing
Thing I need
You're the soul burning seed
Years I was baffled each night
What do I crave, what's not right?
Warm milk to sooth me to sleep?
A sip of water, check on my daughter?
None of that provided relief
It just confused further my greif
I wasn't sure love could do this'
I supose it's pretty strong,
Yet it makes me kind of weak
and I prefer to be more strong.
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