Playground - Robert Francis

There's a place inside each tear

That you'd shed for me in fear of my knowing

All the darkness that you sang to every night

Your pale white

It's dressed in bones and skin it shows

It's not a feeling that you own

We were a playground not a home

But it was worse to be alone

I've got a long way to go

I've got to carry your load

I had a heart too heavy to hold

You were my playground

And I was your home

My love digs deep

Inside my mindless numbing sleep

And builds a pillow for the soul

An endless gaping quiet hole

That drowns the shadows from their walls

I've got a long way to go

I've got to carry you home

I had a heart too heavy to hold

You were my playground

And I was your home

I've got a long way to go

I've got to carry you home

I had a heart too heavy to hold

You were my playground

And I was your home

I was your home