Write Me A Song

Write Me A Song

Write me a song,
full of magic and lies.
Open your heart,
and I’ll open your eyes.

Paint me a masterpiece
of suffering and pain.
You bring the storm clouds,
and I’ll bring the rain.

Mould me a sculpture,
expensive and grand.
You take my regrets,
and I’ll take your hand.

Sew me a blanket,
of faith and deceit.
If you’ll supply the place,
I’ll harvest the sleep.

Craft me a poem,
of poison, of cure.
You may be tainted,
but your motives are pure.

Write me a song,
full of hope never-ending.
You be the artist,
my heart you are mending.