Stone cold, like a soldier I wait all day For the sun to shine
But I know it’s the rain That makes me happy
Yeah how hard it’s comin’ down thunder's rolling, load the dice
I’m up for one more round
Can I make it right this time I need to mean it I need to be alright
I wanna remember The memories we never made I want to believe
We didn’t know the drill, now
Set me up, baby I’m falling down
I’ll spend it on me This time
I know I’ll hear the warning, I’ll have myself to blame
For losing the game
I wanna remember The memories we never made I want to believe
We didn’t know the drill, now
Set me up, baby
I’m falling down
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Lest I give the impression that the "Addict" is me, this is not my story. Rather this is the illness which afflicts my family at every level. Though I am intimate with the "Addict" and have the potential to be my own someday, I have thus far triumphed over this wannabe demon with grace and poise. But never can I allow myself too much slack...
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