i wait for a call that will never come
i gasp in the night
i swallow the pills that make me sleep, so that i don't have to think of you
but these faces haunt my dreams don't you see?
i sneeze and i cough, i blow my nose as if i was crying i am ill
i imagine i see your face again your hair your fingers
God calls me to turn around i lift my hands He will not tempt me more than i can bear i cry to Him the empty air what is become of me
i called a farce a thing that was real i am blind it is i that is the farce
these wounds that bleed so painfully i wonder that nobody sees them can't you tell?
i am hanging in the balance twisting in the space that lies between all or nothing black or white truth or lie
rake your fingers over my skin plunge your teeth into my heart take my shame take my body take my trembling fear but leave my soul alone
call me, call me, call me you know where to find me i fear that call but i fear not receiving it even more i want
