Suddenly I'm hanging over this ledge.
Ima bout to fall off the edge.
My fingers tired,
My body aching.
How could I have been mistaken?
Why had I taken the wrong road?
Now I'm about to crash into the unknown.
Every little stick and stone
Plunged into my sides.
Dirt would fill my eyes.
I'll feel like I can't breathe.
But all I'll need is for you to look at me.
Tell me thing's will be fine.
Just be with me til the next day arrived.
So I thought about you
And I looked into the skies.
I woke up looking right into your eyes.
July 6, 2010
