You're the only one who'd meet me at 5 AM,
And that's fine, 'cause this piece of my mind isn't aimed at the rest of them.
Many a soldier couldn't sleep tonight and didn't wait for reveille to rise;
We climbed on the rooftops and sang as a choir that famous reprise:
Daddy, I asked you nice—so nice—to put up the fight till you won,
And all I got was a morning sky reading, "The doing's been done."
Love, where are you now?
Love, I did what you told me.
Hey, Love—I can't see you through the clouds.
Love, why don't you hold me?
They feel the hunger; everyone feels the hunger,
But they can't find the recipe to fill the void.
It's on the walls of prisons and soup kitchens,
But those aren't the places we like to set foot in;
We'd rather stay in bed than admit that the Son is risen.
You taught me to read, taught me to bleed,
Taught me that the story and the science agreed,
That I could and I should and I would be taking the lead.
But love, where are you now?
Love, I did what you told me.
Hey, Love—I can't see you through the clouds.
Love, why don't you hold me?
Was it something I did? ...was it something I said?
Should I have asked for something instead?
Is it the dark before the dawn, or the storm before the calm,
Or a road I should never have been on? This is too much for me,
Love, where are you now?
Love, I did what you told me, and look where I got me, Love;
I can't see you through the clouds.
Love, why won't you hold me?
If only you knew that I'm right beside you; I hear you.
You've gotta believe me; I know that that wasn't easy, love.
Don't give up yet—it's alright, just don't forget that,
Love, with all my heart, I want you to hold me.
credits
from Pass It On,
released September 22, 2012
Written/performed by Alma Cook
Featuring Matt Latourelle and Jackie Cordova (background vocals)
