sing in my ear, dear let's move from here, life is so rough and there's so much fear. Ever so slowly bring me to earth, my feet on the ground take my hand... and let's move around.
as I close my eyes and start to cry lend me a shoulder, I hate this life that's getting colder. laying at night I've always wondered why can't my mind be a little more softer
why cant I be a little more sober and think for a minute that life's not over that I can and will be past over this. and my future will be nothing but softness and bliss.