Hoping the angels will carry him home

A barren winter came over and your mood was like a fire
2 years and a summer, and you still sit there cry
If i knew that December should bring a silent part
Shaded truth and partisian between disperated lines
Truly now drifting alone in the dark

Never wanted it this way 
Oh baby i'm dying i'm crying over it
Maybe you feel it to, oh baby i'm blue


(volbeat , soulweeper, lite omgjord)









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