She tried to climb out slow but her love for a man was quickening her journey the little man with the purple gui… was playing her song
This morning I’ve woke awoke with almost
Never thought I could feel this what you do to me what you’ve done to me Turned my world upside down
I was worried about him Whether or not
I was running To catch the horse In the snow From the bus I jumped into
You know realizing that I’m so beyond or maybe that I think I am beyond is the problem... I don’t really know, because I’m living it, so relax... I’m going to figure it out... I hope......
Today my day to do anything I wanted
Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
Not a Monet... Can’t repeat never the same scene nigh will
Your diluting how I feel All these questions all this applied distance
I search for the everlasting circle the diamond on my ring the prize
There was Something So surreal About Washing
Seeds of hope I hear those words on late night TV
Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines
As the smoke lingered on her lips she wondered....of her lover where his words true? Did he mean the things he spoke of… Could it be real, could it be true…