Hitxion - ZION'S FLOWER SONG

Prayin' for the days when I get home
To take you in my arms
And waste away with you
I wake up early with the sun and pick some flowers for you
I save your plate, I stay up late, I wait up hours for you
I save our date, I trade my place, I gave my power to you
Ain't no escape, I'm probably late, my fruit is soured
But I hate to disappoint, I know forever's what we wanted
I just hope we're bearing fruit, I watch you move and wanna come with
I can see our story ending clear as dimming down the sun
I'm down and blue, we falling through
But I'm with you, you're who I run with, thinking
Maybe it's a dream and I'm just gone
And I'm not on my own
Still swept away with you
Prayin' for the days when I get home
To take you in my arms
And waste away with you
When the night falls
I sit up prayin' that she might call
No, I don't really care about the rights, wrongs, Fingers pointed
Write poems, either way, it's you who take the pain away
When the night falls
I sit up prayin' that she might call
No, I don't really care about the rights, wrongs, Fingers pointed
Write poems, either way, it's
Maybe, it's a dream and I'm just gone
And I'm not on my own
Still swepted away with you
Prayin' for the days when I get home
To take you in my arms
And waste away with you

Written by:
Zion Jackson

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