Mar 08, 2006 14:12
Come cry with me, and spell to me all your fears.
Tell me in the darkest hours,
the things nobody else would hear.
Come and let me hold you, while whispering in the dark.
And in those precious minutes
I promise to have no remark.
Come, let me be your strength, the pillar that keeps you standing.
Because I know in this life
there's nothing anyone is handing.
Come and be that comfort, that to you I want to be.
For everyone needs somebody
and we can be each other's glory.