I fell for the wrong reason but I must fight to stay alive for the right reason.
Don't call me by my name for I may fail you over and over again you
don't have to say I am sorry for I have failed you a thousand times,
you may never known about it but the silent have taking the world away
and all that I have left is the cry of a sinner.
My little baby boo dressed for the coming of a prince she know not,
looks may sometimes make you perfect for the irony of that perfect
look is hard to unveil.
I set here thinking of doing something good just to correct my past, I
may never come to fully understand why I have to let you go, for I
have no words to justify my past but all I could do is make things
right.
So I dream of you every night wishing you could hear my heart beat
meet with yours. I pray this dream true for you are my life the reason
why I must work hard to get you close to me. My angel come and visit
my dreams for that will lighting up my night and it will take this
pain away.
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