Blinded
(Mick hart)
Here i sit alone.
In this bare and naked room,
What i would give,
To be asleep in your soothing arms,
For i suffer in this.
Blinded by this stinging pain,
I suffer in this.
Blinded,
By this stinging pain,
I cannot sleep tonight for i'm drowning,
Deep in my headiness,
Dishevelled thoughts appear as i sit still and weeping,
Talking, talking to fear again.
For i suffer in this,
Blinded by this stinging pain,
I suffer in this.
Blinded,
By this stinging pain,
I cannot hide in this anymore,
Can't seem to find the words to knit it down tight,
I want to free myself and take this spirit ride.
For i've suffered in this,
Too long, too long,
Wait, wait.
Blinded, blinded...
For i've suffered in this.
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