SOS

Why is it that when I cry my eyes are more than blue
And when I think about my lord, I always think of you?
I've never before been able to talk, but now, thank God, there's you.
I love you like a father, but do you love me, too?

Am I interrupting something?  Should I call another time?
'Cause I really want to talk right now and leave my stress behind.
I know that I can pray to God and that He's with me when I cry,
But that's just not enough for me.  I need you to reply.

Can you be there for me?  I just haven't been the same
Since that long weekend when I first opened my mouth.
Are you still there?  Why do you care?
Am I really important like you say or should I up and walk away?

When will you leave?  God, I hope it isn't soon.
I've got so many questions I want to ask, but I think that you'll just laugh.
You told me I could call you anytime that I need to,
But my mind just says you'll get sick of me.  I just pray that isn't true.

How can I tell you what I'm thinking when I won't even tell myself?
All those "I don't know"s weren't just for show.  Will you help me figure me out?
Do I really have trust issues?  Is that what's wrong with me?
That little devil on my shoulder just won't leave and let me be.

"Life's just not fair."  I hate that dumb cliche,
But it's really turning out this time.  Do I have to be this way?
What's it called when you hate yourself?  Is that suicidal rage?
Is that what you felt all those years ago?  Do you still feel it today?

Don't leave me with these people.  I can never be at ease.
I know it's wrong to hate them, but it's their personalities.
I'll die if I don't spill my guts, but something keeps stopping me.
There are so many thoughts locked up inside, and I think you're the key.