Robert B Mullins - Songs & Music | Songwriter

Wicked Chair

I wish I could be someone else

Or at least some one who didn’t know me

Some one somewhere

In a place that didn’t try to own me

I cry, I cry, I cry from my wicked chair

I cry, alone, all alone in my wicked chair

I raise my face to the sky

Not a cloud but the sun yea it hides from me

Everyday to search in vein

A better way that the light may shine for me

I cry, I cry, I cry from my wicked chair

I wait, alone, I wait in my wicked chair

I squeeze my hand oh so tight

And still cant remember what a touch is like

Then yearn all night

For a pain to make the feeling right

I cry, I cry, all alone in my wicked chair

I wait, for you, for you in my wicked chair