My story is growing old,
my story has been told;
I am tired. I am worn,
my soul's bruised and it is torn
I am weary.
I look to the sun most every day
searching for courage to find my way
not just making or existing
but happy too.
longing for sun and to go elsewhere,
make me strong, please hide my fear
I am so weary.
One of these days I'll say good bye,
maybe I'll hope, perhaps I'll cry;
but I will know deep in my heart'
there's a better end;
than I had a start.
I'm always hoping for some more,
The truth is found so far from shore.
I keep seeking,
look some more...still it's not there.
I'm always hoping.
I've been broken to the core.
loving you much,
wanting so much more.
knowing you can't love me back,
even if you wanted....
fixing your soul is my desire,
healing your heart,
fixing your mind,
erasing your pain.
fixing you, would fix me too.
my path always leads me back to you.
when you are finished, I'll be through
my whole life,
I've always loved you.
So please take care of you my dear,
I so dearly wish you were near,
you can comfort all my fear.
but still you're broken.
and I,
i am
broken
too.
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