Dies
Fuzzy (two)
Sometimes at night I think of youWaiting to come insideIn the place where you'd be waiting stillIf you were still aliveI picture Jesus cradling youAnd smoothing your tired bonesSo you can run and play againAnd never be aloneI wish I would have held you againHad I known it was the endI would have held you tighter the last time I was homeThe wind would sometimes coil around youForce shut your copper eyesI wish that I could let you inWhen I would hear your criesThe world is an ugly placeWhere people suffer and dieDid you understand that when you closed your copper eyes?Jesus when you are in your kingdomPlease remember her
From Letras Mania