Tears stream down the windows
Crying out from the soul...
Every song that has been sung
every dream that has been dreamed...
Dear lord......
Whoever you are, for what ever reason...
As, the days go on i get more scared
What if i wake up tomorrow and your not there...
You have been hidden in the darkness of my womb
I have felt your existence beneath my swollen...
I write, cuz' I'm scared
of what I will become...
© Francisco Guzman 2006
Oh woman so beautiful, oh woman so vain...
While the world is hurrying forward
I stand alone and watch...
Pure white crystals
slowly falling...
One day, I was sitting on the grass
And was waiting for the time to pass...
A clear sound of the bird's melody
A clear vision of love...
Everybody has different pieces of themselves.
Some pieces no one understands...