Set My Pour Heart Free (S. Celestini)

Pain and misery
Take your hands off me
Let go your powers in my dark hours
Set my pour heart free

Life won't let me be
Stone cold grip on me
My eyes it's passing while I keep asking
Set my pour heart free

She keeps haunting me
Why she'd have to be
So pure and lovely, dear God above me
Set my pour heart free

Lost my family
I have fallen from their tree
In this bleak story, will they weep for me
When you set my pour heart free