I was eighteen on the streets selling drugs...
He saved me, gave me a second chance.. another...
Today, upon a bus, I saw a very beautiful woman.
> >And wished I were as beautiful...
I once tried to imagine
An inconceivable facade...
Keeping to myself because I feel so helpless
Don't know what's the matter, I just dont...
May be there isn't any thing to say
But I'll try to say it in my own way...
God is listening
and the angels laughing...
An angel standing on a cloud
looks out upon the Earth...
The pain remains the same
it will not quiet down...
When those beautiful voices
so meek and innocent...
My mind is secure,
I have journeyed to a warm territory...
Yes indeed papa loves me
Because I praise him in...
~!~This is to E. G.~!~
Saying a message to you...