When I had nothing,
you made me feel guilty...

You could've told me how you felt,
there was no need for what you did...

For miles and miles on end,
my tears flow like a river...

Born with everlasting grace
Every touch is a connection to heaven...

Her eyes are a pure soft green,
The window into her soul...

You've been there since I was young,
only three months old...

The first time I met you,
It was like judging a book by its cover...

His personality shines; strong and brighter,
His soul is revealed; he is a fighter...

Such as a puzzle is confusing, that you are to me.
New discoveries I approach, and so may it be...

Unable to ignore you,
The resist is too strong...

Pacing on sore, cut skin of feet,
With every step I trespass...

So often I stare in your eyes,
asking the same simple question...