Freebee93
17 April 2008, 12:27 PM
On The Line
Lives on the line
Thats a horrid sign
Children leaving
Parents weeping
To heaven or hell
None can tell
Holding to the beat
Anxiously sitting on your seat
Don't leave me
I can't live with-out you, you see
A tickling feeling once they die
They have breathed there last breath and held there last sigh
Lives on the line
Thats a horrid sign
Children leaving
Parents weeping
To heaven or hell
None can tell
Holding to the beat
Anxiously sitting on your seat
Don't leave me
I can't live with-out you, you see
A tickling feeling once they die
They have breathed there last breath and held there last sigh