Will you come for me
In the morning
When all is well
Oh we shared the bad times
Do you not think we should share the good times
As well
We cut off a piece of the sky and call that heaven
And the barren land beneath it
We will call that hell
How could it be that defenitions
Are'nt always so clear
So won't you walk right over here
And let me just slightly kiss you ear
Cause hell does not become you
And heaven only slightly passes trhough me
So will you come for me
Tomorrow or any day
When all is new
Or do you still see the days
Walk in giant circles
Around you
And in this very room
Where we stay up late and talk
You say that medication
Can make you stand and walk
All this talk of medication
Honey i'm getting ready
To carry you
