Turning Point
Someone tore it out
Left you uninspired
Left you catching smoke
And feeling undesirable
Every stone you've thrown
skips every wave in mind
It turns to sand
between your fingers
And darkens every light
The shadows cascade down
Will you be here
in the morning
My eyes are closing tight
Would you lie with me
In mourning
The sun woke up
And shouted out
I'm here I'm here
I'm staying
Left only with the undertow
I've fallen to the beach
Well work was selling poetry
To anyone who'd buy it
I'd sell myself, a turning point Just to prove my disbelief
The shadows cascade down
Will you be here
In the morning
My eyes are closing tight
Would you lie with me
In mourning
The sun woke up
And shouted out
I'm here I'm here
I'm staying
Left only with the undertow
I've fallen to the beach
Well work was selling poetry
To anyone who'd buy it
I'd sell myself, a turning point Just to prove my disbelief
The spring was so sweet
Though fall was all I could taste
Don't leave it's too soon
Autor(es): The Inside Out
