"Going Down Again"
Going Down Again
I've fooled myself once more;
I thought I had closed that door,
And in the passing of the day,
When night takes me away,
I drift off between sight and sound,
Where my feet no longer hit the ground.
I crawl into my little hole,
Yet, there's still no peace for my soul.
My tears and hopes may all be in vain,
But I won't stop because of the pain;
For no other's touch, no other embrace,
Equals to your hand caressing my face,
And each night I pray to God above,
that you found her, your one true love.
Be happy, and please pray for me when,
You see me going down again.
Patrick Fox 11 June 2007