A wonderful land surrounds me,
I wish oh so much you were here...

We all are so naive, that we are blind.
WE are too blind to see the pain and anguish...

A girl sees two doors,
one good and bad...

Their is a love flower
we call it a rose...

Tears deep like a knife,
but it heals your heart...

The first day we spoke you called me...
At first I didn’t agree...

Smooth baritone notes caress the textured...
Their cadence a unique rhythm, that pleases my ear...

Push through it
Push through it even though your patience wears...

All I see are empty trees
Where my family once stood tall...

Everyday we take a step
down this long, winding, road...