With Love, Me
I cried for you to hold me
But you took your arms away
I said I wanted to be alone
While praying that you would stay
Stepped upon the highest ledge
Hoping it would give way
And bore myself through darkest night
Begging to find the day
I laid next to you there in the dark
I whispered softly in your ear
"Wrap me deep inside your arms
And take me away from here"
You didn't hand me even a cloth
To wipe my falling tear
And my head in the sky so full of clouds
Now everything is becoming clear
I asked you carry me off
To take everything and pull me in
I wanted you to have my soul
And to save me from my sin
But you would not spend even a moment
My life balanced on the head of a pin
And life is a game made for fools
Because fools still think they might win
I can't tell what I'm supposed to think of you
What is this feeling, love or hate?
I believed when you said you'd end my pain
Are you just another agent of cruel, cruel fate?
This is something I knew I could never escape
Born too early to die too late
And you, oh Death, have betrayed me now
I placed my trust in you at any rate
Even when I called to you and said
"How I long to be free!"
You, oh Father, have forsaken this child
A daughter too blind to see
That you would turn your back on her
And in her hour of need
Oh Death, Oh Father, Oh crippled old man
Why have you forgotten me?
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