Is it just me,
or is there never any justice in this world...

Shivers run down my spine
as I remember all those days...

There was no sting of pain
from the bullets...

You haven't been around lately
when storm clouds filled with emotion...

How can you begin to understand me
if you don't even know how I feel...

Sometimes I'm already falling into his web
before the night has gone...

I know I seem to be recycling
the same old poem...

Will you really die a happy man
knowing that you have lived...

I love listening to your messages
you send through smiling eyes...

I wish I could believe
in something new...

I thought sharing the sky was off limits,
because loneliness was starting to feel safe...

The only time I think of you
is every day and every night...