My Sleeping Slave (Phideaux)

I leave you on the way I have to go, you have to stay And so I walk away I did not want it this way But he who understands Must makes his plans And stand alone When faced with all the proof The living truth, how else to go? Inside what do you find, will it be pain? Will it be cold shame? But know: there is a day There is a way you can come home So on and on I stay I’ll try to hold on for that day. Be still my sleeping slave It’s time to wake up from the grave