lunes, 29 de noviembre de 2010

Care of me


Hope there's someone
who'll take care of me
when I die, will I go.

Hope there's someone
who'll set my heart free
nice to hold when I'm tired.

There's a ghost on the horizon
when I go to bed
how can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head.

Oh I'm scared of the middle place
between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
left in there, left in there.

There's a man on the horizon
wish that I'd go to bed
if I fall to his feet tonight
will allow rest my head.

So here's hoping I will not drown
or paralyze in light
and godsend, I don't want to go
to the seal's watershed.

Hope there's someone
who'll take care of me
when I die, will I go.

Hope there's someone
who'll set my heart free
nice to hold when I'm tired.

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