Come to Me

Hopeless expression in a face of that girl
Pain in the heart which seems started to burn
A small taste of hope which seems started to fade
What is waiting for her at the of a game

A small feeling of depression like a storm in her brain
Weak-hearted creature made to be blaimed
A small taste of sadness and this headache I have
A pretty small distance from my turning to mad

She may change her life
She's the one who can decide
She may give herself
Up for love

She may tread her life
To the something that lives inside
Her love
And World
Which she knows



Credits
Writer(s): Milt Jackson
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