He didn't give me much when I was growing up
He didn't have the money for fancy things...

I write this to the man I love and I am doing so...
so here it goes...

Her old bones cracked and her pace slow
But her smile was blinding bright...

I remember a time when each day was long
When the world was a playground and my life a song...

Give me back tomorrow
Because I need today...

Not one person knew his name
A lonely soldier who die that day...

She stood by he side
Watching him slowly die...

He joined the Army to become a man
He never dreamed at 18...

Look around this beautiful world
Can you see that pretty little girl...

All the pain from yesterday
Got lost inside her memory...

At thirteen she ran away
trying so hard to find an end...

No more tears
And no more pain...