Shelter from the Storm

© 1992, 1999 by Lydia Glider - Shelley

Verse 1:
How can you tell me you love me? Don't you know I'm so wet and worried?
Isn't it clear that I am down: Whaddaya feel when I'm around?
Is it your own insecurity? Knowing you could be in my place next...
Maybe you sense what it's like for me, but it's really just a good guess...

Chorus 1:
All I want, and all I need, is to be dry and less forlorn!
Love in my heart instead of greed, and Shelter from the storm.

Verse 2:
How can you tell me you love me? Don't you know I am so cold and hungry?
Isn't it clear that I am down: Whaddaya hear when I'm around?
Is it the roar of an empty belly? Or are you deaf to the obvious?
Whaddaya think you could tell me, that would make it hurt any less?

Chorus 2:
All I'm asking for, if you please, is to be fed and warm!
A hat on my head, so I won't freeze, and shelter from the storm.

Verse 3:
How can you tell me you love me? Don't you know I've been naked and weary?
Isn't it clear that I am down? Whaddaya see when I'm around?
Is it a clown in clothes so baggy, 'though I've tried to make them fit my best?
Whaddaya think you could show me, that would make it hurt any less?

Chorus 3:
All I want, and all I need: Is to be covered and safe from harm, shoes on my feet, so they won't bleed... and shelter from the storm.

Verse 4:
How can you tell me you love me? Don't you know I am so hot and thirsty?
Isn't it clear that I am down: Whaddaya smell when I'm around?
Is it the stench of an unwashed body? Putting cheap perfume to the test Whaddaya think you could give me, that would make it hurt any less?

Chorus 4:
I've just got to escape the fleas, spitefulness, ridicule, and scorn!
I need soap to prevent disease... and shelter from the storm.

Bridge:
Well it would be nice to be clean, but even if I were...
I don't know how much it would mean, when I'm still outside the door...your door

Verse 5:
How can you tell me you love me? Don't you know I am wounded and bloody Isn't it clear that I am down? Whaddaya taste when I'm around? Is it the bitter truth of the fact that there really are no guarantees...
Life can be rosy, and all of a sudden, bring you to your knees!

Chorus 5:
All I'm asking for, if you please: Is a good hug, and to be reborn Peacefulness to set my mind at ease, and shelter from the war.

Tag:
How can you tell me you love me
don't you know I've been
broken and lonely

Category:

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[mizlydia]

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Awesome Lydia!