3 AM

by PAUL HEWSON   Jul 12, 2010


3 AM , I,M ALIVE YET IN PAIN

I REACH FOR YOUR HAND
UNTIL THE LIGHT FILLS THE ROOM
BUT YOU ARE NOT THERE
JUST SHADOWS OF DOOM

4 AM, NEITHER ASLEEP OR AWAKE

I FEEL LIKE I,M FALLING
THERES NO SOUND IN THIS PLACE
BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT HERE
JUST A COLD LONELY SPACE

5 AM , AND THE TEARS WONT RELEASE

THERES NO ONE TO HOLD
JUST THOUGHTS THAT WONT LEAVE
WHY ARNT YOU HERE
I STUGGLE TO BREATH

6 AM AND THE SUNS COMING UP

THE NIGHTS BEEN SO LONELY
SO EMPTY SO BLEAK
WHERE ARE YOU LOVE
I FEEL SO DAMN WEAK

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