Sapphire

Met a man with a broken eye

His mama said he’s going blind

His age is wearing weather

Mama’s spos’d to know what’s right

Hell, I haven’t made a dent in time

At least I’m getting better

The real I know is true

Broken, beat, and bruised

Oooh, Sapphire stone

Am I really one year older

Oooh Sapphire, why

Must you mark me

As I walk on my way home

When you’re lying all alone at night

Feeling sick, because of what’s inside

Just think of pretty weather

Ooh and if you’re sorry for the things you’ve did

Call up everyone and make amends

We’ll all feel so much better

The real I know is true

Bad, and beat, bruised

Oooh,Sapphire stone

Am I really one year older

Oooh Sapphire, why

Must you mark me

As I walk on my way home

Whispering winds

All pretty things must go

How can it be?

Everything finds its way home

Oooh,Sapphire stone

Am I really one year older?

Oooh Sapphire, why

Must you mark me

As I walk on my way home?

Sapphire stone,

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Sapphire stone

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