I woke up from a dream tonight,.
A story just made me realise.
We all live under a spell called friend.
Living a lie, walking hand in hand.
Your mind is searching for care and release.
Your body survives by pain and disease.
Two makes one by just learning to try,
open up ears without living a lie.
Teach me to fight,
to bring sunlight.
To stand in each moment in time.
rewinding emotions and cry.
I stop thinking of falling down.
All my problems turn inside out.
All we need is a helping hand,
mothers arms and a good, good friend.
Submitted by walter at Mon 10 Apr, 2006 9:54 am