I Need Love
by Sixpence None The Richer
i left my conscience like a crying child
locked the door behind me put the pain on file
broken like a window i see my blindness now
i need love
not some sentimental prison
i need God
not the political church
i need fire
to melt this frozen sea inside me
i need love
driving into town tired and depressed
like a flare the streetlight bursts an s.o.s.
peace comes to my rescue and i don't know what it means
i need love
Monday, July 02, 2007
what i need right now...
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