4Q Music by J. Thompson, Lyrics by
L. Slaughter
Silent life crying, timid flame sighing, could I still
be alive.
Reaching out, groping. Feel your warmth, hoping that I’ll find
I’m alive.
In your arms bleeding, naked soul pleading, let me know I’m alive.
All your words, kindness. Every touch, tender. Concern
for me.
All my thoughts of you – energy again, time spent living.
So I thought until you said things were out of hand, foolish.
Now I’m the fool, I say nothing, I don’t matter.
I thought you needed something from me too
Like I know I needed something from you.
Blindsided by the passion, I just couldn’t see
Before you even started, you were done with me.
Searing pain, I heard your cold words, and I know I’m
alive.
Aching void I can’t fill, forced down it’s there still but
I know I’m alive.
Pleading heart dying, bleeding soul trying to forget I’m alive.
All your words, stories. Every touch, lifeless. Concern,
empty.
All my thoughts of you, energy wasted, better spent sleeping.
Out of hand you said, in your hand’s more like it. You did this
to me.
Now you’re so cool, you say nothing, I don’t matter.
Pretend I never happened – I’ll play the
game.
Your part in this was nothing, I’m to blame.
But let me ask you this before you go free
Does she know where you were when you were with me? |