SongsByJimBurne

You ask me for words
I've got none to spare
You ask me for rhymes
Do I have any to share

But you know I still feel the fear
It plays tricks with my mind
I've still got lessons to learn
while I'm here

The last of the doubters
are standing in line
So I take up my shotgun
but it's just loaded with time

But you know I still feel the fear
it plays tricks with my mind
and the lesson to learn
this time is

That the ghosts of my past
they haunt me still
Got to cast them aside
or they always will

Now here comes the hope
I put my foot on my doubts
Just another illusion
was holding out

You ask me for words
I had none to spare
You ask me for rhymes
did I have any to share

But you helped me say
what was on my mind
These answers you helped me to find

But the ghosts of my past
they haunt me still
Got to cast them aside
or they always will

And you helped write
And you helped me see
These lessons you gave were free