The lines have been drawn
The closest of families divided
Words, hurled like daggers have cut oh so deep
Hearts are bruised, battered and broken
You said this.... You did that....
It doesn't matter who is to blame
you are all right, and at the same time all so wrong
Have you forgotten?
The bond you share? The promises that were made?
Its not to late
To pick up a phone, To say "I miss you"
To say "I'm sorry"
Its not to late
To heal these wounds
To say "your my sister, and I love you"
Its not to late
No comments:
Post a Comment