Some days are darker than the others
I tried protecting you from the rain
I lay here cold beneath the covers
Forgiving what I had to blame
And when I speak who’s there to listen?
Or when I fall who’s there to catch me?
Somebody tell me what’s my mission
And what to do to set me free
In my heart there’s something beating
That keeps me here so you can show
That every time I try to find you
Is every time you let me know
That it’s too much for you to care now
And way too late to for me to love you
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