Come To My Window
I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath
I would stand inside my hell and hold the hand of Death
You don't know how far I'd go to ease this precious ache
You don't know how much I'd give or how much I can take
Just to reach you
- Melissa Etheridge
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2 years ago
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