12 Rounds

Dawn breaks twice and I breathe awhile If I could speak, I would make you smile And you'd be free watching over, over me But it's always in my head All those times you wished me dead When I think up of all the things we could've been Come on in out o

Singing sprightly living brightly God we do it oh so well Come and join the party with me Come and live in pleasant hell And how high they rise Where fools go I don't think so Ssssh And all was dull and dark that night I lost my wholesome appetite If