If I solely had a second chance;
I would run in the rain and get my feet wet.
And if my life...was not my own;
And my mind...would be left alone.
I'd enjoy my laughter with no end;
And share it with you my dearest friend.
If God would spare His love on me.
And share His Wisdom of how to be?
Absolve my errors of my learning craze;
And forgive my ignorant corrupt ways.
I would be indebted like I already am;
And be a good woman...I know can.
SO...
Since life has forgotten that now misery has found;
And the rain...restricted...my feet a bound.
And laughter is something that has come and gone;
Suffering and anguish has abrasively won!
All that is let is an empty hole;
Where love once lived deep in my soul.
SO...
Laugh for me! Inside...I can't and wont anymore;
To presume to be content with my love ignored.
