Katherine Dougan: Music

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ASHES OF MY HEART/(c) 2001

I'm picking up the pieces of what used to be my life,
Wondering why I ever stayed another lonely night,
The remnants of your bitter words left embers in my soul,
I knew then that it was way past time for me to go,

And I long, for the burn, to make ashes, of my heart.

I watch myself walk through the days and wrestle with the nights,
A stranger's touch brings temporary solace 'til the light,
Daybreak dawns in cold grey light, illuminates my sin,
The passion in stranger's bed I long to feel again.

And I long, for the burn, to make ashes of my heart.

No longer do I see you when I chance to close my eyes,
No longer do I feel your breath that lingers like a sigh,
My heart recovered from the wounds you left when you were there,
The scars remain a memory of love no longer shared.

And I long, for the burn, to make ashes of my heart.
Yeah I long, for the burn, to make ashes of my heart.