Icing

Love, always at hand
I'm sorry she let me down
I've been doing all I can
Memories of appaling, grand needs in demand
Feelings that turn so bland
Loneliness and pain that never should played their part
Gorgeous preservation
All it takes to face your heart

She's a dream
Open your eyes, love
I can feel myself pry apart some of the icing
Won't matter why

So fast of a man
Let's add to the picture
Sam
None of this is lovely
I hate to see for what you stand
Nobody can
Father and son, their hands lovingly embracing all the good that held so fast
Anything you're paying
None of what you're owed is lost

She's a dream
Open your eyes, love
I can feel myself pry apart some of the icing
Won't matter why



Credits
Writer(s): Marla Blumenblatt, Valentino Skenderovski, Sam Scott Schiavo Jr.
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