Not ready for you
Everything that happened that day
Is still a haze
Blood dripping on the sidewalk
Like someone died that day,
Everything that happened that day
Is a blur to me
My body lifeless as there was no one
Around to see!!!
A light is all I saw
With a voice saying
I'm not ready for you
My son
Everything that happened that day
Is a blur
I was a person that should have died
On such a silent day,
Everything that happened that day
Is a horrific memory
My body lifeless as there was no one
Around to see!!!
A light is all I saw
With a voice saying
I'm not ready for you
My son
Is still a haze
Blood dripping on the sidewalk
Like someone died that day,
Everything that happened that day
Is a blur to me
My body lifeless as there was no one
Around to see!!!
A light is all I saw
With a voice saying
I'm not ready for you
My son
Everything that happened that day
Is a blur
I was a person that should have died
On such a silent day,
Everything that happened that day
Is a horrific memory
My body lifeless as there was no one
Around to see!!!
A light is all I saw
With a voice saying
I'm not ready for you
My son
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