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I always wake up on the floor,
after a night of hate.
And all I can do it is weep,
weep these tears of all these years
held back.
Every night I go to bed praying
"dear lord help me! Please send me
an angel to help me get through all of this.
The answer has always been the crack
my skull hitting the wall!
I grow tired of the same answer every day,
but I have to fight, fight to survive,
survive to find that someone.
Today I woke up and the answer was differnt,
so differnt I cried!
I went to church with this angel!
I am now in heaven every time I am with her,
and I remain in heaven and I still
cant wait till sunday!
