Trying To Imagine-You Here Child

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Oh, I get chilblain's trying to imagine you here I go snow blind in a sacred place in my mind Trying to imagine-you here child Not being able to touch you, other than in a dream Not being able to convince you to stay, Darling, child of mine just another single day. Oh, I get chilblain's pains in my head A numbness that will only, unfreeze when I'm dead. I go snow blind. Because it's hurt me for so long, every minute, Every second every hour you've not been around I can no longer be warmed, by the sun, Why did you leave so young Why did you go to the southern end of the gold coast? And then leave this world under a veil of despair. Child, the light of my life Oh, I get chilblain's trying to imagine you here I go snow blind in a sacred place in my mind Trying to imagine-you here child Oh, it pains me still, two months on Looking for your sunlight That's only now, just another winter night. Oh, god expedite my life I feel now I can't be saved Without my first precious flower That's now shining above far, far too young a star in the night.

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