Will you come for me In the morning When all is well Oh we shared the bad times Do you not think we should share the good times As well We cut off a piece of the sky and call that heaven And the barren land beneath it We will call that hell How could it be that defenitions Are'nt always so clear So won't you walk right over here And let me just slightly kiss you ear Cause hell does not become you And heaven only slightly passes trhough me So will you come for me Tomorrow or any day When all is new Or do you still see the days Walk in giant circles Around you And in this very room Where we stay up late and talk You say that medication Can make you stand and walk All this talk of medication Honey i'm getting ready To carry you