Wake Up
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake up, we're too close to be alone
Wake up and please darling, hold me if you would
Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good
There's too many empty pages with so many things in store
I can't believe it's over and you've closed the final door
And I'm not prepared to handle these things we're going through
I wish God would grant me just one more night with you
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake up, we're too close to be alone
Wake up and please darling, hold me if you would
Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good
Without you I'll feel worthless, like a bell that doesn't ring
And I know you hear me talkin' yet you haven't heard a thing
And I can't stand it all much longer, I'll go crazy without you
I wish God would grant me just one more night with you
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake up, we're too close to be alone
Wake up and please darling, hold me if you would
Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good
Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good
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