Friday, March 23, 2007


I have given, I have given and got none
Still I'm driven by something I can't explain
It's not a cross, it is a choice
I cannot help but hear his voice
I only wish that I could listen without shame

I have been a witness to the perfect crime
Wipe the grin off of my face to hide the blame
It isn't worth the tears you cry
To have a perfect alibi
Now I'm beaten at the hands of my own game

It isn't easy to be kind
With all these demons in my mind
I only hope one day, I'll be free

I do my best not to complain
My face is dirty from the strain
I only hope one day, I'll come clean
Come take my hand, we can walk to the light
And without fear, we can see through the darkest night









Let it rain, let it rain on me*