The Chair
(c) Copyright 2005 Joyce Davis. All rights reserved.
I'll be sitting in this chair for the rest of my time
Watching people spend thier breath each day
wishing i could get up and dance with you
but i guess it's not supposed to be that way
i'm afraid the world will not remember me
or all the things i did or tried or told
i remember everything since my time began
and the memories have me hurting here on hold
-come into my world and make me whole
-there's no other way it seems possible
-to live a life that's worthwhile and that's full
-cause it feels like i don't have any control
i used to try to help people on my way
it was all i had for fuel along the road
to many i was someone who helped just once
but to some i think i helped carry the load
where's my path, my heart hides where it leads
it makes me sad and there's no way to comfort me
i feel like my way just ends here where i sit
watching everyone go off on their journeys
-come into my world and make me whole
-there's no other way it seems possible
-to live a life that's worthwhile and that's full
-cause it feels like i don't have any control
*i'm not looking for pity
i'm not even close to there
*i'm just saying from my corner
from my big black electric chair
*that i miss everything about the life
that i lived before
*and i'm scared that i am getting
so easy to ignore
Just promise me one thing before you go
off to find your life's bright energy
you'll take me in your heart sometimes and do
all the things that i would do if you were me
-come into my world and make me whole
-there's no other way it seems possible
-to live a life that's worthwhile and that's full
-cause it feels like i don't have any control
( - signifies chorus, * signifies bridge)
Hi Joyce This is very inspiring work Re-enforces my strength and faith, thanks. Very good collab. effort Have a great week