Broken Soul

Standing here, as the rain washes my tears away
Holding on to your promise of a sunny day
Itís more than the wind that chills my soul
Your memory is easier than you were to hold
We had some good times down here by these tracks
I guess you and I both know they ainít coming back †
I still sit here and listen to that lonesome whistle blow
Itís times like these your memory is so hard to let go
If I could go back in time and have you forever to hold
Iíd make a deal with the Devil and sell my broken soul
Iíd Hope and pray God would see things my way
Cause without you I canít live another day
Written by buddydog (buddydog H Faulk III)
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