Kylie - William Fitzsimmons

She spent most her life on the floor with her heart

To this she’s condemned and can never be part

She tries by herself on a debt to pay

I don’t think today’s gonna be her day

Those cuts on her arm didn’t come from shame

This past in denial and accusation

Those thoughts in her head will soon come true

A tragic display of dreamers consumed

Her hand cannot reach to the phone of her soul

Perhaps that’s the lesson I’ve got to know

Her body was found on a Sunday morn

Her spirit found rest her heartbeat unturned

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together

She spent most her life on the floor with her heart

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together

And I will sleep to get there

And I will sleep together