Five years and counting.
When will it ever end...

Turn on the telly, open the paper.
Hear of the brute thief and the rapist...

Get your guitar, sing me a song
I don't care if the chords are all wrong...

There are angels above,
that watch over our earth...

So bold, so clear
Sometimes I wish...

I said that I loved you
But you didn't care...

Life really sux sometimes
wouldn't you agree...

Why do we have to be judged,
By the colour of our skin...

I'm sorry, I thought I knew you,
I didn't mean to stare...

There Will be bad days,
thats for sure...

Being your friend is hard but true,
Not knowing if your happy or blue...

I may have never met you,
But your always in my heart...