Monday, September 7, 2009

If I Was Your Ghost

I don't know why I let it rain.
If I was a ghost, as good as gone,
I could hover next to your soul each day
to make sure it's always okay
and nothing's gone wrong.
I can't do that.
But just know
you have my heart and it won't go.
You've got a room inside my soul.
You've got my compassion
in your hands,
like clay.
They do what they want.
But you've never hurt nothing.
And if you try to stand
I'll stay close to your hands
and help you balance things right.
Stay up all day and night.
Our words can do wonders.
I know that you know.
But if I was a ghost, beside you
I'd never let you go.

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