Wake up my friend, sun is ready to rise
Dawn has brought, may be a new surprise...
I ask myself
During the deepest hours of loneliness...
Whenever I Think Of my baby
I Just Cant Help But Smile...
Mountains - too high to climb
Tears make a deep river...
You have to be strong;
I'll make things better...
As the colossal tears streamed down her face
I knew something severe had to be the case...
Exhale,
My depression...
A benign blank page
frequently reflects the condition...
I cannot seem to destroy this pain,
I feel it's eating at me again...
In the back of my mind
you are always there...
Though my hips be wide
perhaps they have birthed a genius...
As i walk through this place,
All of you stop to stare...