Will you come for me
In the morning
When all is well

Oh we shared the bad times
Do you not think we should share the good times
As well

We cut off a piece of the sky and call that heaven
And the barren land beneath it
We will call that hell

How could it be that defenitions
Are'nt always so clear

So won't you walk right over here
And let me just slightly kiss you ear

Cause hell does not become you
And heaven only slightly passes trhough me

So will you come for me
Tomorrow or any day
When all is new

Or do you still see the days
Walk in giant circles
Around you

And in this very room
Where we stay up late and talk

You say that medication
Can make you stand and walk

All this talk of medication
Honey i'm getting ready
To carry you