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T.C. Elliott |
I got a call that my Grandmother is close. This song summarizes my afternoon. It's not that great of a song musically but it sure is good to purge myself through songwriting. Thank you FAWM.
They said you were almost gone
By the time I called to check on you
I've been working overtime
And there is nothing I can do
I feel guilty as I think of you
And all the times you were by my side
I know I would do you no good
If I let let you see me cry
My heart breaks and your heart stops
As the morphine drips into your veins
I sit here helpless so many miles away
Wishing I could take away your pain
I sit here about to change my mind
Though there is nothing I can do
You were always there for me
Now I'll be right there for you
My heart breaks and your heart stops
As the morphine drips into your veins
I sit here helpless so many miles away
Wishing I could take away your pain