Broken

Stand up
And clothe myself in
thoughts of you.

It's a brand new day
I turn away.

Your love is far
But I pretend it's near
me.
Close to me.

Another day
I get through
and it's another day

What are they for?

My hopes and dreams
that I refuse to have
Watch them float on a
warm breeze
Maybe they'll come to you

Unwrap them
gently.
Fragile precious growing
but too afraid for showing

Stand up
and clothe yourself in
my dreams

Come O, my good luck
I wanna get blessed
and uplif the left out