Hope Cres.

Broken City

Hope Cres.

You make me remember

That day I went

To my babe in December

That day when I met him

When my life was so dim

I found the light in my life

Now I want to be his wife

I lie in your street

I lie in the heat

Of the night

Hope Cres.

Now I take my decent

Down to burning Hell

I pay for when I fell

I'll soon be there

Where it's flames burn my hair

But it's the price I pay

For when I say

"I love you"

Author's Note

This is very, very old