You were a song that I couldn't sing
I've only ever loved myself
You were a story I couldn't tell
And how defeated I return!
But I've loved myself so well.
(You're nice and blue, you're nice and blue)
I missed what I was supposed to learn
As all I learned about was missing you. A life left half ehind, though no longer
Blind I can't yet see. I'm not the boy that
I once was, but I'm not the man I'll be.
I've been waiting now, for six years on
Oh risen Lord, my precious one.
I was once the wine, and you the wineglass.
(And have only just begun)
For the day you'll hold her in your arms,
I was once alive, when you held me. God became the glass,
Remember me.All things left were emptiness
And see a trace of dark red that used
Oh, my little girl, if you look out
To be my face, in the clarity of his grace.
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