There's nothing in the world
That money could buy...

Reminiscing with Grandpa
Because there is nothing to do...

Looking at an image
Of you in the mirror...

There are things in life
We can not explain...

Oh the trees that grow
In the summer sun's glow...

The cold winter wind stings my cheeks
The snow falls like dust in a room...

Pick up all the balls of string
Pick up all the mouses...

Escaping life
And it's pains at last...

Guess i know who my true friends are, especially...
The friend I once had that caught my fall...

Without You
I feel alone...

You were in our hearts so long
Now heavens where you belong...

When the mournin' sun
Streaks across my room...