Guardian Angel:
I lie here laying next to me, and wonder where I am?
Opened the door to loneliness, and you’re there once again.
I still can’t see inside your mind, to find what’s going on,
Will there ever be a day when you’ll, embrace the morning sun?
I look into those hurtin eyes, can’t take away your pain,
And I can’t tell you how to feel, or how you can stay sane.
You always tell me how it hurts, how you miss your children so,
At night you come home all alone, the pain just starts to flow.
You wonder if you’ve done wrong, well I can’t help you there,
You’re just another messed up mind, with feelings you can’t share.
Maybe you are serving penance, for a life you've lived before,
Or maybe you just never came back, never came back from the war.
And I….can’t tell you that you will ever feel, or feel much better.and I…can tell you that you can stay dry or you can get so much wetter,
And I… I can’t say the day will come and you will turn it all around,
I…can only stay with you until you pick yourself off the ground now.
On, On your shoulder I will stay, On your conscience I will play, On your side until the end, the guardian.. the guardian is my pen….
