Escaping the Grasp...Part 3...a prayer...reality of a high

You love to play me for a fool...
You'll never stop loving your cocaine,
You let me over and over believe in you....
All my hopes and wishes are always in vain.

You don't care anymore.....you can't care....
Even though you swear you do,
You see, baby, all you love is that God forsaken needle....
And one day, it's going to be the death of you.

I always said I'd always be here through it all.....
I always said I'd never turn and walk away,
Even though I know that final shot is one day coming....
Paralyzed, brain damage, death...I don't want to see you that way.

What will it be like for you..that final shot...
The one that takes you away from me,
Will your body live through it and not your brain.....
Tell me, what kind of man then will you be?

Or..maybe my God will be merciful..and compassionate....
He'll take you and not leave an empty shell,
I wish you could see what you do to me....
How you make me feel I'm falling further into hell.

When I walk through the waters...He is with me....
When I go through this with you...He is there,
He sees it all and He knows what I feel....
And I know He won't let me take more than I can bear.

One day maybe..you will see what I see....
You'll know that you've lived where angels surrounded you,
When that time comes, that I can no longer help you in this...
There will only be one Strength and Hope for you.

I could let you and your addiction bring me to my knees...
I could worry and cry all day,
But it won't change the fact that you have a weakness....
It won't change the fact that there's an addict I love and for whom
everyday I pray.