I feel you wrap around me. Then I wake again to find. That the devil's laughing at me. Counting every single time. . That I have said I love you. Ever since you went away.
Baby, baby, baby, we've been battling for days. And I'm holding on to my rope's end 'cause maybe, honey, maybe. Seems that's all you have to say and I'm praying for fate to come back.
Elijah weeps to the pavement. Hands outstretched and worn. Everyday is getting harder. But what does it matter and does it matter. . She says, "My love, oh, could you help me?".