Jun 12 2009
In Dire Need of a Hand to Hold
Give me strength, my love,
to do that which I must do.
Give me hope, my love,
That you still feel this too.
There is an ocean in my vision,
it flows so cold and blue,
Its waves crash around my body,
while I sit and think of you.
The waves are not small, my love,
they crash rather than just fall,
And they knock me over, my love,
I need your strength to crawl.
I must escape these dreadful waters,
As they move, they rise, they fall.
But as I look up at them,
They stand before me like a wall.
But walls can break, they fall, they crash.
And with your help I’ll miss it all,
Then let us stand, hand in hand,
As we watch it fall.
Let us watch it fall.
