I'm drowning in this rubble
What my life has accumulated...

My eyes look at you
They know what they like...

The memories that I have of you
We're never the best of times...

For love is a test
That we take everyday...

I am A Scared Raindrop
And I am soaking wet...

God does care
So God does cry...

All hearts were constructed from God above,
Who made a perfect match for each one...

wrapped around your little finger.....
You're groomed like a cigarette...

I was raised on an Ant Farm
Behind a clear glass wall...

Years I've dreamed of snagging her
And holding her softly in my hands...

Ole Little Bluejay
Upon that branch...

She is the apple of my eye
The girl that fills my dreams...