PaceMioDolceCuore
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Will forever miss you.
light up my senses
like a knife it just tenses
why so scared?
your cat here stares
and I'll lose you with my thought
and your tortured sigh is all I heard
and to tell it is absurd
or so I have heard
arms are bending
and your arms are extending
leave the handle on the door, girl
relax your mind
and come here, girl
and I'll share with you my story
though I'll bare none
of the glory
and I'll tell you
of all that's shared in One
and all I see are
your sparks of an outline
in the dark
I am real
let me tell you
I am here, girl,
right behind you
and the prize that I paid, love
will you listen when I tell you
that they left me dead for dying
all alone upstairs crying
in the house off the dark road.
And your pain that you carry with you
kind of martyr
king of pain
sleep well but the torture
you endured is an orchard
for me to pluck from
but to hear you
speak your death
And a dead man will be on trial
watch the slander that will be flying
and they're lying
all over dying
think for yourself
won't do it for you.
Sleep well martyr of slander
defamation and distortion
take the love and leave the torture
yeah they killed me so long ago
killed me long ago.
Lyrics, Composition, Arrangement, Vocals & Piano: Irina Hale-©2010 Irina Hale, April 12, 2010, All Rights Reserved
http://wp.me/pS0Dx-2d
light up my senses
like a knife it just tenses
why so scared?
your cat here stares
and I'll lose you with my thought
and your tortured sigh is all I heard
and to tell it is absurd
or so I have heard
arms are bending
and your arms are extending
leave the handle on the door, girl
relax your mind
and come here, girl
and I'll share with you my story
though I'll bare none
of the glory
and I'll tell you
of all that's shared in One
and all I see are
your sparks of an outline
in the dark
I am real
let me tell you
I am here, girl,
right behind you
and the prize that I paid, love
will you listen when I tell you
that they left me dead for dying
all alone upstairs crying
in the house off the dark road.
And your pain that you carry with you
kind of martyr
king of pain
sleep well but the torture
you endured is an orchard
for me to pluck from
but to hear you
speak your death
And a dead man will be on trial
watch the slander that will be flying
and they're lying
all over dying
think for yourself
won't do it for you.
Sleep well martyr of slander
defamation and distortion
take the love and leave the torture
yeah they killed me so long ago
killed me long ago.
Lyrics, Composition, Arrangement, Vocals & Piano: Irina Hale-©2010 Irina Hale, April 12, 2010, All Rights Reserved
http://wp.me/pS0Dx-2d