I'm going to be a hermit
And hide my life from view
Get my act together
Maybe start anew
Good morning will be the sunrise
Sunset will be goodnight
Maybe I'll work it out
Hope I'll be alright
The birds will sing their song to me
My heart may fill again
Skies fill with their dark clouds
It begins to rain
The rain will hide the tears I cry
And bathe my weary soul
This heart could be once more
Broken...mended...whole.
Oct 7, 2012
Oct 7, 2012 at 6:06 PM UTC
I'm going to be a hermit
And hide my life from view
Get my act together
Maybe start anew
Good morning will be the sunrise
Sunset will be goodnight
Maybe I'll work it out
Hope I'll be alright
The birds will sing their song to me
My heart may fill again
Skies fill with their dark clouds
It begins to rain
The rain will hide the tears I cry
And bathe my weary soul
This heart could be once more
Broken...mended...whole.
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