Roundabout

The bitter cold and blowing wind

reminds me of the nights I sinned

spent running from the fight

I spewed the venom through my tears

the contests went on for years

I don't blame you for your fears

But the hurt and sting still make me think that I could have had much better

yeah, the hurt and sting still makes me think

So, late at night I wonder still

if you were right about my will

to keep my feelings pure

and so I wonder if I ever

will get to be with him forever

and feel a touch and warmth at night

And the hurt and sting still make me think that you could have done much better

yeah the hurt and sting makes me think

the hurt and sting make me think that some pains last forever

yeah the hurt and sting make me think

I don't think I'll be home for awhile

Mama, I'm not coming home

I don't think I'll be home.

Reviews

[Sarah]

lovely work...

[EMMIE]

LIKE THE RHYMING. THIS SOUNDS LIKE IT COULD MAKE A GREAT MEANINGFUL SONG WITH A NICE MELODY TO IT. THOSE THOUGHT ARE DEEP. GREAT JOB!