The Song

CRAIG MORGAN, PHIL O'DONNELL, TIMOTHY PAUL OWENS

And when she hurts herself
How she'll be hurting me
My Constantine
Tonight the sky's on fire

And spills its grief for yoiu
Cries out for you
I always shamed the bleeding heart
I used to incantate my hate for you

Unacceptable demise
To throw your love around
Like it's everyone's light
I used to wash the thoughts of you

Out of my days
Always fighting for a breath of air
And humbled when my Constantine is near
But oh how so beautiful she looked

As she was lying in state
And missing out on life
Never hurts to be awake
When you're dying in my arms

My love she's slipping
Years have gone to waste
Years to take her place
I hope you hear my voice

I'm nothing without thee
Reduced to emptiness
Now that I'm lying in state
And missing out on life

Mi amor
Soft to me
You are everywhere in me
For my love

My Constantine
You embrace me in that special dream
We would talk
You would say

How I charmed you each and every day
But just look at you now
Where is you grace?
Death has stolen you without a trace
Now I've gone looking for you

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