I have something to say, but there's a lump in my throat
seems so hard to do, should start with a joke
its hard to let go, when youre still inlove
like holding tightly to poor gentle dove
should you choose to set it free or let it fly?
even though it will hurt that you cant help but cry
but everyday its a struggle tryin my best
making you happy is life without rest
I feel exhausted tryin everyday, It seems like its expected from me anyway
plotting to escape, sometimes contimplated
living this life is too complicated
I need to pray, need divine intervention
contending to stay is my reflex-reaction
Angels will weep if I choose to go
I need you to heal so I wont have to let go