"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif."
Mother found me on the kitchen floor.
With a knife in my hand and all of my gore.
"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif."
Lights were flashing all around me,
Was it heavens lights or the ambulance behind me?
"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif."
My sister is crying; her tears are warm on my skin. Tell me now, have I reached my end?
"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif."
The nurses are yelling; dad is turning blue. What have I done? If only I knew.
"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif"
As the doctors are trying, inside I am crying. This is it: I am finally dying.
"Come to me darling,
I'll keep you safe.
You don't have to be a lonely waif."
As my life is flashing before my eyes, my parents are yelling, "We love you, baby, don't die."
That was when I knew I had to try.
"Come to me Lord,
And keep me safe.
If I let death proceed me, I will be a lonely waif."
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