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Fate has dealt her destined hand

No questioning, her true intent

Seems as if she sees me as a hassle

And turns her beautiful face away instead

Before I get the chance to ask her

If I’ll be asleep alone in my bed for ever



Here I am, at the mercy of your hand

So sad, after losing her before she was ever mine to have



Blues and grays fill up this room

And here inside, is the isolated storm

Without sign of subsiding soon

And now my heart is so exposed

I pray God knows

I’m wishing for Him to wash it clean



In the distance I can feel it coming

Like a season soon approaching

I just hope it’s not another winter

Keeping me from warmth

And keeping me from hope

Both, in the same breath



Here I am, at the mercy of your hand

So sad, after losing her before she was ever mine to have



Don’t you think I should be over this by now

Don’t you think I shouldn’t still be questioning how



Blues and grays fill up this room

And here inside, is the isolated storm

Without sign of subsiding soon

And now my heart is so exposed

I pray God knows

I’m wishing for Him to wash it clean