Wrecked - Kim Taylor

What’s wrong you said

Baby i’ts just what I heard

I’m aching for a little light

in spite of all this grief I’ve learned

And there’s nothing left

Is that blessing or is that curse

I am warming up forgiveness

Pouring it on myself first

I’ve been stuck here something’s gotta give it’s bound to go

And these skies hang over all my highs, all my lows

And if hope is a feathered flight then swoop bird down from them trees

There is freedom in my appetite, vision in my sympathy

I knew that preacher was right

There I go down the aisle (twice)

We sang blessed be the tie that binds

Blessed be the tie that blinds

Blessed be the tie that binds

There’s a warm night, a sorry I ever had to see this thing

Someone’s misguided notion of letting freedom ring

Oh but deep inside the waters wide I ebb and flow

I hestitate

I am putting off tomorrow, baby I’m gonna wear you today