"Dirt Is On The Floor"
(written by Elaine Adamedes)
My time has come
And going forth
I look to you
For signs of love
And hoping hard
I touch your cheek
You look to me
And a sad smile reaches my mind
My hands bleed and I swallow hard
My joints are stiff, my hand is cold
I am alone, shot down before I even flew
Where's the heat of love that I once knew?
The morning comes
The sun is high
A yellow tide
I feel the warmth
But he is gone now
And a sad smile
Hits my mind
Your vestige is as cold as ice
My hands bleed and I swallow hard
My joints are stiff, my hand is cold
I am alone, shot down before I even flew
Where's the heat of love that I once knew?
I was once young
But that's no more
A jar of daisies, and dirt is on the floor
