Striding through life
Yet tainted by sin
I collect the broken and give hope again.
Give me your heartbreak
Your personal cross
My shoulders are broad, yet surprisingly soft.
I'll give you me
A healer by nature
You're not a slave for life to indenture.
Past filled with strife
I painted my skin
Now let down your guard so I can get in.
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 6:35 PM UTC
Striding through life
Yet tainted by sin
I collect the broken and give hope again.
Give me your heartbreak
Your personal cross
My shoulders are broad, yet surprisingly soft.
I'll give you me
A healer by nature
You're not a slave for life to indenture.
Past filled with strife
I painted my skin
Now let down your guard so I can get in.