Fell On Black Days

Heavy night, couldnt buy an eye full of sleep, not even the warm of your skin touch could release me.. Pain would hold my head and back prisioner..

The begining of the end.. pure torture.. bitter then end itself..

could? should? would?

killed me ten thousand times that night..

could? should? would?

could? should? would?

i stood up and layed down unresting times envying your sleep...

and you fade all this away.. for a long sweet simple hour.. holding me like a gardien..

and yet again envying your smoth rest..

i could finaly borow your peace...

"its ok i've got ur back"

i thought i heard u say..