About overcoming abuse and ghosts of the past
When the Cards are Yours
© 2004 Treva Blomquist
Words & Music by: Treva Blomquist
Guitar: Treva Blomquist & Ben Gortmaker
Vocal: Treva Blomquist
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fiogf49gjkf0d When the Cards are Yours
© 2004 Treva Blomquist
Words & Music by: Treva Blomquist
What do you do when the cards are yours but you didn’t want to play the game?
What do you do when the shame is yours but you’re not the one to blame?
Sister of mine, I see you crying from time to time, trying to hide
Inside it lies, It lies so deep and down and dark
You want to run so hard, fly so safe into the arms of love, the arms of love
It’s what you do when the cards are yours but you didn’t want to play the game
And what you do when the shame is yours but you’re not the one to blame
You seek a lighthouse; you think it can be found,
You seek a true love to stick around
You seek a warm bed, you close your eyes but you can’t sleep
You seek a new head without those memories, those memories
Only thirteen, what does it mean
When innocence that’s hers to give is stolen away
I want you to know, I want you to feel
Love can be real; you don’t have to do it alone, so alone
Tears on a pillow, sweet little weeping willow
Stand tall, don’t fall
It’s what you do when the cards are yours
And what you do when the pain is yours
It’s what you do when the cards are yours but you didn’t want to play the game
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