Saturday, September 1, 2012

My Final Hour

You're breaking my heart
It's the best you can do
I've always thought there was a chance
I can't seem to break through

You've taken over all my dreams
My heart's lying on the floor
Passing by are precious moments in time
I just can't take anymore

What do we have left to hope for
What do we have left for our dreams
Why do we hide from our emotions, baby
Tell me, tell me what this all means

Is this all because I love you
More than I could ever love myself
Is this all because I can't hold you
I've got this story I must tell

You're breaking my heart again
It's the very best that you can do
I never thought my final hour
Would be dying here without you

©8/21/12 Bruce Clifford

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