Chorus 1
I'm gonna pray... I'm gonna pray for my love
I'm gonna pray... I'm gonna pray for my love
Verse 1
It seems so many days I'm longin' for
those pretty eyes, those pretty eyes
And every day I seem to hunger for
those beautiful thighs
Bridge
In my heart I know that your for me
and I should be for you oh its true
Oh but all the little games you play
It seems you play them every day
Nothin' I do ever seems to work
I'm down to my last resort so
Chorus
Verse 2
Baby don't you know that I'm the one you need
Hold on to your heart, It'll set you mind at ease
You should know with all the things that's goin' on it should be you and me
In my heart I know that your for me
and I should be for you oh it's true
but all the little games you play
seems you play them every day
Nothin' I do ever seems to work
I'm down to my last resort
Chorus
When You Cry Out - Natural Law - Mark Holman - Holworks Music
I have more soulspeak coming out of my ears in this song some of which is not too intelligible from the way I sang it, or recorded it. Oh well, just a demonstration of a possibility that could be when I am magically "discovered", oh my. Just sharing a gift handed down through the generations. That it should manifest so late in life is a little baffling but welcome as it affords me the opportunity to do something I have never done. Oh yeah, back to the song, a lady I met filed for divorce two weeks before her husband was shipped to Afghanistan where he subsequently lost his life. She thinks it is her fault, that he was distracted, not prepared. The grief of her abandonment is her albatross. I can comfort but never replace what was then. I have not the skill to remove the past so she can live in the present and welcome the future. Somebody has to know. . . .when you cry out.