I sit here waiting alone,
Waiting for my true love to come home.
The door swings open – you stand there trembling,
You shiver whilst mumbling.
Whats wrong my love?
How can I help my love?
Please my love,
Let me help you.
The first tear is drawn from your eye,
I sit there and let out a sigh.
For there is nothing I can do,
Except sit and cry for you.
What’s wrong my love?
How can I help my love?
Please my love,
Let me help you.
You walk past me like nothing is wrong,
You walk past – smile and sing me a song.
I should have noticed before,
The blood on the open front door.
What’s wrong my love?
How can I help my love?
Please my love,
Let me help you.
The blood runs through your hand,
Like a thousand grains of sand.
And I sit and I stare,
I sit there – do nothing – but I care.
I know what’s wrong my love.
But I can’t help my love.
Please my love,
Let me help you.
The last beat is drawn from your heart,
The loss hits me like a dart.
For there was nothing I could have done,
Except cry and run.
I know what was wrong my love.
But I couldn’t help my love.
Please my love,
Why didn’t you let me help you.
By Daniel Gough
12
Duration : 10-20 minutes
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