On a bed, lying is a man shaking
With his soul escaping
And I am sorry for
not being there
Phone calls with broken promises
Hours of times I wish I had
spent
What time we had is now closing in
And now I wait for the end
To
come and take me under it's dark wing
With his soul escaping
And I am sorry for
not being there
Phone calls with broken promises
Hours of times I wish I had
spent
What time we had is now closing in
And now I wait for the end
To
come and take me under it's dark wing
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