I wish I had somebody to hold, To heal this broken heart so cold, I wish I had the strength so bold, To invite somebody into my fold, A person worth their weight in gold, To share my days as I grow old.*
The sun was shining very bright In my very darkest night The stars' they misaligned The moon I simply couldn't find Left frozen on that August day A blizzard of emotions in the way
Amongst the pain and agony I found myself on bended knee No longer able to stand Buried in your life's sand
So now on my belly I'll crawl Banging my head against the wall Knowing I'll never see the light This situation I can not fight
For you see our darkest hour That leaves us all to cower Rarely ever comes at night It attacks when the day is bright So sleeping with that gun under your pillow Won't stop the winds of change that billow
I wish I could write again. Like I used to when I was sad. I'd write and it was beautiful and creative Because the most sad things are the also the most creative. But things have changed. And I can no longer write. Because I no longer feel sad. I just feel nothing.
I sit so still in this old room Waiting alone as quiet looms, And then a scent alerts my mind A smell familiar but undefined. And I think of her and life fades I see her coming and yet afraid She wants to tell me something new By how she picked her words, I knew I'd never feel the same again A new chapter in my life begins. Then the moment fades to quiet And I'm yet still, my mind's a riot Trying to find that nostalgic scent That love and timely joy it lent Where this old room was heaven sent And words of love were said and meant.