my babe, my sweetest one
kicked the blues in my face
I dare say, she could not see,
how much I do crave for her looks
fervently, I've racked my brains
everything looks so bleak
once again, overwhelmed by doubt
I'm trying to find a way out
my hurts, those deep inside,
my drifting sould did shiver
might hurt, deep inside,
and I don't seem to get there
is there any witness?
Speak of the Devil, he may know,
whether I was right or wrong
I see, I'm the only witness.
A divine voice once told me
not to give up on love...
forget, and start over again,
that may be an answer
forgive, be your own friend,
take this for granted
hopefully, this day is not the last,
and relief is only to come.
Desperately, I was panting for breath
it seems, I've achieved success
my hurts, those deep inside,
my drifting soul will shiver
might hurt, but deep inside,
seems to be an answer
is there any witness?
Speak of the Devil, he may know,
whether life's good or bad
I see, I'm the only witness.
A divine voice once told me
not to give up on love...
© 2017 Matt Oehler
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