My Broken Heart
I woke up alone with dawn's faint graying light, but the sounds of the birds brought me no joy. For with you gone from my small world my heart is broken. The walls of this old ranch house are closing in, the pain and all the terrible emptiness is with me once again with the start of each empty new day.
Now I find myself looking forward, not with anticipation, but with a prayer, that darkness of night will come quickly. For it is only in the dead of the night when peace comes, for I can seek you out in my dreams. I look up into the heavens with hope, surely an angel will hear my tear filled cry and let you know I still care.
Only faith is pulling me through each day, for when my heart is breaking and I am all alone, I know that God is up in heaven and I pray his tender mercy will soon be shone. One way or the other, for with a broken heart how can I go on.....
~ Dave Griffith ~ 
