Sunday, October 3

Pause...reflect...move on

If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground.
You wake the morning in a stranger's coat,
No one would you see.
You ask yourself, who'd watch for me?
My only friend, who could it be?
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, but it's probably me.

When your heart's empty and the hunger's so real
And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal,
You search the city for your only friend,
No one would you see.
You ask yourself, who'd watch for me?
A solitary voice to speak out and set me free.
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, but it's probably me.

You're not the easiest person I ever got to know
And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show.
Some would say I should let you go your way,
You'll only make me cry.
But if there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die,
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, but it's probably me.

When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense
And there's only one voice that comes to your defense.
The jury's out and your eyes search the room
And one friendly face is all you need to see.
And if there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die,
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, but it's probably me.

I hate to say it, I hate to say it, but it's probably me...

4 Comments:

Blogger Gil said...

You're not the only one.

October 3, 2004 at 10:17 PM  
Blogger ME said...

Not bad, if its by you, you should write more.

October 5, 2004 at 8:39 AM  
Blogger Brad said...

I was going to ask him if I could set it to music, but then realized that it was by Clapton.

October 5, 2004 at 5:57 PM  
Blogger Ivan said...

whoops, forgot to cite my sources... Mrs. Rhoden will be all over my case now ;.;

October 5, 2004 at 6:49 PM  

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