Maybel 1
Please I just want a world,
Like the one I thought of as a little girl.
Maybe if I gave up all my love,
Maybe if I gave up all of my life,
I could make that world for that little girl.
If I had a tomorrow,
Somebody give me strength,
Because by the day ends,
It will be stripped by my hands.
I made a promise,
One that I don't know how to keep,
But one day I know I will be in too deep.
I will pay my price,
By my own mortal hands,
Give me another life,
Just to see how this one ends.
If I die,
Just let me go alone,
I will give up my life,
Just to atone.
Let me lay in my sins,
Ones that run blood deep,
For I am dead on my own two feet.
Hold my hand,
As I die,
One day it will end,
My very own life.
Give me last words,
Hold hands by casket,
But graze into my own gift basket,
One that I hold under the sheath,
One that I made under my own two feet.
Give me your hand,
My darling I will give you my soul,
But in return you will be my own.
By the end of the day,
The end of my life,
I want a world built,
Where my baby girl will strive.
My darling my soul,
You are my very own,
You have your own time,
Captivation you stole.
By my last words I leave one thing to you,
You hold the truth,
In turn for what I knew.
My baby, my soul,
The ones you now own,
I finally will let you go,
So let me atone.
My own gentle sins,
Were left on your skin,
For when I had been,
You, I leave my Pen.
