This Text file is old! In a 🏛️Museum, an unsorted archive of (user-)pages. (Saved from Geocities in Oct-2009. The archival story: oocities.org)
--------------------------------------- (To 🚫report any bad content: archivehelp @ gmail.com)

BLACK AND BLUE
Jeff Klein

Down Temple Hill I drive
And I'm waiting for the lights
To come and offer up a little sleep
It's been so long since I
Felt the touch of woman kind
Am I taking this to far?
Am I bleeding obviously?


CHORUS
In this house here that we've made
Things don't seem to seem the same
I don't know what I've got myself into
I'm black and blue once again

In opening wounds you drown
And you're feeling so tied down
From giving yourself up to many times

And you never thought before
That you'd want for something more
I've got nowhere left to take you
But for granted once again

Chorus

And days turn into weeks
And I'm too weak to stand
And I don't understand
How you could leave me here 
I always said that I'd be there


Down Temple Hill I crawl
But I'm Climbing up tonight
I could meet you half the way
If you'd have tried


It's been so long since I
Felt the touch of woman kind
I've got nothing left to give 
Can I keep you satisfied? 




Terminal 54: www.geocities.com/terminal_54
with Thanks to Kendall (http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/jeffklein)