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To Johnny Rotten, my everything
Its lonely here in this room filled with thought
Its cold in here with this “happiness” I bought
You said you could cure me at least in some way
I wish you could see me and how broken I lay
The trees are all swaying as the gentle wind blows
no one comes looking as my porch light still glows
These ruby red lips will part one last time
as my tears softly drip off my nose, on my smile
The whiskey is smooth it keeps my heart warm
as the memories of you rush through like a storm
What am I doing this doesn’t feel right
but I can’t sit here waiting while you go out and fight
You said to stay strong while you’re so far away
I can’t help but cracking so today I will pray
Dear Lord if you’re listening will you grant me my plea
I ask you to bring Johnny home safely to me
He is my husband, my hero and the light of my life
Please bring him home safely to his proud loving wife
I finish my prayer and I walk down the hall
I no longer feel like my world will soon fall
I clean myself up and turn off the porch light
I lay down to sleep, I think I’ll dream of you tonight
(2010)
