Come to me

"You're exhausted
Come lay down
You don't have to explain
I understand"

"Every evening find me moanin' 
I'm alone and cryin' the blues 
I'm so tired of payin' these dues 
Everybody knows I'm moanin'

Every Morning find me moanin' 
Cause of all the trouble I see 
Life's a loosing gamble to me 
Cares and woes have got me moanin'

Lord, I spend plenty of days and nights alone with my grief 
But I pray really and truely pray somebody will come and bring me relief."


"Can I tell you a secret?
My wings are made of plastic."

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