by "The Earl"
(Killeen Texas USA)
Turn the lights off in my room, I just want to lay down my head.
Tossing and turning in my bed, sometimes I'm more still than the dead.
Her voice echoes from the past, sometimes I feel weak
Her everlasting warmth embraced in my dreams.
Something so wrong, why does it seem so right?
I can barely speak, she's killing me with her eyes
One year three months...
The dream is over and I speak not a word
I can't believe what I just heard.
My heart feeling so frail,
a heart of Ice thrown into the pits of Hell.
Mind caught in a storm
So ripped and so torn
Drinking and Smoking the pain away
I may be gone but I'll be straight.
I'll get over it, I feel better after all I said.
Just turn the lights off in my room,
I just want to lay down my head.