My Long Time Passed

[Foadie]

Be my legs child
So I could walk with no more pain
Be my hips child
So I might dance whatever they?re doing now
Laughable
It?s what I?ve become
Heartless, or seemingly so
When sad?is all I really am.

Be my arms child, can I hug myself?
Be my hands child
so I have something to put over my face
Helpless, that?s what I feel
Yet I still have to help
Emotional
But in a way, too tired to even be that

Be my head child, so I can think clearly
Be my lips, maybe then I would make sense
Joy
Not a thing I feel anymore
This strikes me hard to the core

Be my eyes, child
I wonder if I could see
Through all the things
Missing from me.

 

[ACROB@T]

Be my head child, so I can think clearly
Be my lips, maybe then I would make sense

Be my eyes, child
I wonder if I could see
Through all the things
Missing from me