I've been chasing imaginary rainbows
And wishing on shooting stars...
Sitting here on Easter Eve
Trying not to live in make believe...
Before The Third Day
Before the third day opened up...
Santa looks at me with a warm, loving, smile
after I tell him what I want for Christmas...
Why not take a chance
give me more than just a dance...
You were there through the years
all the laughs and all the tears...
The cat in the hat
With red and white stripes...
Here we come
We are coming fast...
I stand here staring
Staring at pictures of children...
Why are we celebrating with eggs?
when a saviour died for our sins...
I wish i had the courage to ask
but im a coward so let this poem be my mask...
Where do we go when we die,
Will our pathway be any clearer...