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Sep 2015
cold stone alone

At night my heart is dreaming
My soul begins to moan
It's crying for its soulmate
To Sit upon its throne
Because when the wind
outside is whistling
and the oceans topped with foam
I am marooned in an arid desert
I cant make it on my own

Cold stone alone
Were not meant to be alone.

In the wastelands of the city
The rich are frozen to the bone
Lost souls and broken children
With hearts as heavy as a stone
They want to be a family
In a great big happy home
They all hang out together
But their really all alone

Cold stone alone
Were not meant to be alone

Theres a whisper in the rafters
There's a murmur and a groan
This world it needs some changing
God's calling on the phone
All lonely people crying
I can hear their soulful  moan
Because not one single person
Can make it on their own.

Cold stone alone
Were not meant to be alone.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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