} God i need your help tonight

strange how you can be in a room full of people and still feel so alone.

oh God. i really need you. you know that i do. i have always needed you. but now i need you more than ever. damnit. im about to crack. God. help. help me resolve this once and for all.

miracle drug - U2

i want to trip inside your head
spend the day there
to hear the things you haven't said
and see what you might see

i want to hear you when you call
do you feel anything at all?
i want to see your thoughts take shape
and walk right out

freedom has a scent
like the top of a new born baby's head

the songs are in your eyes
i see them when you smile
i've seen enough, i'm not giving up
on a miracle drug.

of science and the human heart
there is no limit
there is no failure here sweetheart
just when you quit

i am you and you are mine
love makes nonsense of space
and time will disappear
love and logic keep us clear
reason is on our side, love

the songs are in your eyes
i see them when you smile
i've had enough of romantic love
i'd give it up, yeah
i'd give it up
for a miracle
a miracle drug
a miracle drug

God I need your help tonight

beneath the noise
below the din
i hear your voice
its whispering
i was a stranger
you took me in

the songs are in your eyes
i see them when you smile
i've had enough of romantic love
i'd give it up, yeah
i'd give it up
for a miracle
a miracle drug

miracle, miracle drug.

2005-05-15, 11:20 p.m..
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