Aa Harvey

Dying to live

Dying to live.

Dying to live; first to leave.

Dead to love; the heart must grieve.

All I know is I’m not sure.

All I know is there’s no cure, I think.

I could live again, I think.

I could love again, I think.

I could love you girl, but I’m not sure.

I’m sure for my indecision, there must be a cure.

All I need is a little clarity.

All I can afford to refuse is your offer of charity;

Because all I have left, since the day love died,

Is my beating heart and an ounce of pride.