Mar 21
I wish I could tell I love you,
and to be yours alone,
But your hands reached to
your God instead,
and you will never know,
I'm laying crushed and crippled,
rotting under His throne.
and to be yours alone,
But your hands reached to
your God instead,
and you will never know,
I'm laying crushed and crippled,
rotting under His throne.
