Can You meet me in my room;
In the dark corners; behind shadows deep down in my gloom,
in my room where am alone _ all by myself.
In my room; in the darkness where the lusts of this world plague me_
In the unsafety of closed doors_ behind walls where no can see_
See me. Me. My struggles; my pain; my despair and failure;
Can You meet me in my room
On my bed; in my sheets where the torment never ends._
Behind bends; never ending ends_ under the shadows of blankets where the fowler's snare sends;
In me the enticing coldness of sin.
Enruptured by demons unseen_
like an ox to the slaughter - a fool to the correction of the stocks... I follow;
I follow and fall in the fowler's traps of sorrow
Can You meet me in my room;
Where the incessant buzz of mosquitoes keeps me awake
Where the incessant pulse of temptations keeps me awake _ awake that I can't rest
_ awake that I cannot dream me at my best...
Meet me in my room so that You can see my dreams, my passions; ideas and ambitions_ visions of heights I climb; Dreams met and goals achieved...
Please! Please I beg You; meet me in my room.
Meet me in my room;
The room I never did have yet all through I pray Thee that You will meet me there.
The door to my room is open, always open _ I rarely close it.
Wide open is the door to my room yet I beg You to please bring the key _
The key to my freedom...
The key to keep You in...
the key to keep me in with You...
Meet me in my room because I do not want to go outside!
Out there, they will condemn me; reject me; despise me and laugh at me!
Out there they will not understand me...
...meet me in my room for out there they never did bother to know how I am doing in here; here in my room!...
Meet me in my room away from the many judging eyes that stare back at me as the many stars in the dark sky...
...the many twinkling eyes that judge my splintered life forgetting their logged darkness behind them.
Meet me in my room away from the twists of life that deceive my virgin life...totally eclipsed my heart leaving my room unkept; bed unmade;
Meet me in my room; that You,... drenched in scarlet once a Rose was trampled,... may make me white...for vile I am.
I need You now tonight; I need You more that ever..
and once You're here...You'll be here with me forever.
Meet me in my room.
Mavin.
©Sun Of Man.
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