on a cold

On a cold, wet afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway, I confess
you were lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go

In GOD house
you long to be
Room by room patiently
you'll wait for GOD there
Like a stone
you'll wait for GOD there Alone

And on my deathbed, you will pray
to the GOD and the angels
Like a prayers, to anyone
who will take your to heaven
To a place you recall
you was there so long ago
The sky was spruce
The world was bland
And there you led me on

Alone
And on you read
Until the day was gone
And you sat in regret
Of all the things you've done
For all that you've blessed
And all that you've wronged
In dreams until your death
you will wander on...