...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS
GAIL'S GARDENS
you raped my soul
I didn't want to believe anybody could be so cruel
you took control
of everything that mattered to me since grade school
you took my life
and ground it right into the dirt
you raped my heart
words can't describe the hurt
and you still hold on to the strings
the dreams and other precious things
cursed by the cruel game you are playing
the children understand without saying
and you still will not make it right
the missing pieces of my life
you could return them and stop lying
inside you know that love is dying
and you could start caring
instead of just saying you do
love is about sharing
you never even had a clue
but the children know
and you see it in their eyes
even if they hide it from you
your bond is your lies
you raped my mind
you sacrificed the love and trust of innocence
you left behind
everything that mattered and there's no defense
you took my love
and ground it right into the dirt
you raped my heart
words can't describe the hurt
and you still don't let me go
so I'm still here letting you know
you raped my soul
I didn't want to believe anybody could be so cruel
you took control
of everything that mattered to me since grade school
you took my trust
and ground it right into the dirt
you raped my heart
words can't describe the hurt
You Raped My Soul
Ric Candor ©2001
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