If All I Can Be Is Yours

 

If All I Can Be Is Yours

 If all I can be is yours

To love, to hold, to cherish dear

What will happen to me then

When I find you no where near?

If all I can be is yours

To live with, play with, work and walk with

What will happen to myself

When I have you not to talk with?

If all I can be is yours

And all I have is yours alone

What will happen to me when

I wake one day to find you gone?

What will happen to me, tell me

I'm just your personal lump of clay

For years I've lain on dusty shelves

Until you decided that you would play

You've molded me and scolded me

And made me what you cared to

You made me wife and ruled my life

Rebel? I never dared to!

Oh, love, oh, husband, can't you see

You made me wife but buried me.

I'm just some property for you to own

So what will happen when you are gone?

Give me some freedom, give me some time

Give me some slack to reel my own line

Give me some caring, give me some air

Give me some hope and something to share.

Come take me down

From my old dusty shelf

Give me your love

But give me myself.

©by Voo  

for the battered and abused women of the world