why am I hurting so bad, I though I was over you
here I lay crying long into the pitch-dark of night
not knowing how to get you out of my loveless soul
so why does it hurt so bad, is it the honed tears I shed
or is it from wounded pride that makes me so blue
do I weep for my wasted fertile years of loving
poured on to parched ground and your stone heart
you were the one voice i could hear, calling
when i could hear no others voices serenade
yours were the eyes i could see in the darkness of my soul
bright like a nocturnal beast beckoning come to me
like a deer caught in a set of head lights I stood
allowing you to do all you desired with or to me
can you tell me why this hurts so bad, if not
then can you tell me what will take this pain away