This one is for you pal. You know who you are. And I feel where your feelings are at. Be strong, Cuz ive been there, and kinda still am. Listen to this for guidence.
As we bounce on the same wave length...you say you are over it,...But you know I see underneath.
And broken trust...ive been there...its alright to cuss.
When you walk by her, its ok to look out the corner of your eye.....but hold tight bro,..cant let her see you cry.
Stand up straight...understand God has a plan,..and fate is fate.
Ill be right by your side,...even though it dont mean much cuz it might feel like part of you has died.
You have to make yourself better...even though its raining on you- play like its good weather.
Put down the bottle that represents drunkness,...your better than that,...throw it saying forget this.
And i cant tell you things get to where one day they are great.,..im not totally standing on that stage yet,..im sometimes still battling out of a net.
Find in you something that makes you proud,...and be humble,... by letting others speak good things of you outloud.
She will hear the voices sorrounding,...and will find it to be cloudy,...
And i measure you to be a good man,...and dont worry ive been working hard,.. im strong enough to pull you out of the quick sand.
You cant go to places the two of you have went....it makes it harder,...even if it was time well spent.
Nights will be hard,...it will makes you stronger, although cant tell you if it makes your heart last longer.
For now find an escape...not another mate,..but maybe just another to date.
Be couragous,... and pray this...
God,...I have the two feet you did onto me,...and im willing to be the great person you created me to be..
My heart might be broke,...and with pain it might continue to soak...but play me a beautiful tune,,sing me an inspritational note.
Let me take this all out,...what has been consumed....what makes me feel doomed,...and give me a ticket to walk with love on the moon.
Let this find a way home,..this trouble....then call me out to be by you,...ill march on the double.
Dry these eyes,...for my heart has a hole....but hear me,...I wanna be holly.
For I do not wish burdens,...on the one who pushed this onto me,...save me from drowning in this sea,...that sighs sadness and plea.
