Look out!

You're running out of time,
Out of luck,
Out of places to hide;
When trouble comes calling.

I'm seeking you,
Hunting you,
You know it's not right;
So you keep on stalling.

Look out, 'cause I will find you.
You run and run and run,
I won't stop I'm having fun, so
Look out! Now I'm right behind you.

You better run harder,
Run faster,
But it's useless to hide;
'Cause I'm right on your tail.

Soon I'm gonna catch you,
be with you,
be right by your side;
And you know I won't fail.

Look out, 'cause I'm gonna find you.
You run and run and run,
I won't stop I'm having fun, so
Look out! Now I'm right behind you.


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Gates of Heaven

You went to heaven, I didn't come along.
I think I heard the angels singing their song.
I tried so hard to follow, to go along with you.
I ran straight into a wall, couldn't get through.

Even though you were gone, I was breathing still.
I couldn't follow, come with you, not with all my will.
So now I'm biding my time, I wait and wait and wait.
Someday we'll meet again, outside heavens gate.

Empty Shell

There's a lady down the street,
Looks very pretty, looks real sweet,
But she'll take you and eat you for breakfast.

Inside she's mean and she's cruel,
Now boy, don't you be a fool!
She's fishing and her line has been cast.

You'll take the bait and you're drawn in,
The latest in a long line of men,
She'll take her time and have her way with you.

It won't be long 'til you're in hell,
Left alone, just an empty shell,
Begging for death, but she'll never be through.

The time won't matter,
She's mad as a hatter,
From now through the ages,
her emotional cages,
will hold your emtpy shell

My Undying Love

In my dreams every single night;
Guarding my heart from sorrow and fright;
Guiding my soul from darkness to light;
My white, shining dove.

On my mind each waking hour;
Picking me up when the days get dour;
Guiding my feet, giving them power;
My angel above.

By my side through right and wrong;
Singing your soothing, comforting song;
When I feel weak, you'll be keeping me strong;
My undying love.

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