Now that I lie quiet
I think about the words you said
And how you meant it
Sitting at foots of beds,
How your tears flowed
Oh
How I long to write
A song to cure your anguish
A kiss to seal the pain
Fitfully dreams, restless sleep
The thoughts cascade like gold rivers
Oh did you mean it?
The stories turn to dust and curls
A child within me
Oh
How I long to write
A song to cure your anguish
A kiss to seal the pain
I could run away
Pull a thread
To lead me back to you
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