©annalee
Oh wake my little heart from your unconsciousness,
from the rubble l pulled you out
A war torn bed of broken glass and scorched memories.
How long have you laid
waiting for some one to find you?
Did no one hear your cries?
Did you give up?
Did time make you lose your voice?
Let me wrap you up,
Cover you.
Carry you.
Let me take you far away from this ravaged place.
Don't you know you are
You are loved.
You are found.
You are loved.
Don't you know?
Don't you know?