Demons in my head
just keep ripping away...

I came up in a cruel world of pain
sleeping in the cold standing in the rain...

If i didn't have you
what would i do...

I'm an angel of the night
come quietly unto you...

I walk the fields were we use to play
the trees that were there are all gone...

Love was given unto man
in hopes that he would understand...

I was sitting in the yard, enjoying the sun
just trying to let my, imagination run wild...

Sitting at a table, I saw ya looking at me
could tell you never saw the likes of this before...

Pen in hand
word on his mind...

I sit here for hours looking for words in my mind
then suddenly I realize they getting harder to...

I write a lot of things on abuse
hoping some of it will get to you...

Hear the wind howling tonight
the cool air blows in...