Such a great sorrow my friend does feel.
Such a blessed smile,
God touched when it graces her face.
With eyes like the sky, Rain does fall,
Lament alone, for no one knows.
The pain and grief you go through.
Stand alone so proud and strong,
others marvel at your brilliance,
no one sees past that
They see such grace. They fear to attaches grievance.
Oh my friend, How I wish to carry some of your sorrow too.
grant me your hand and we'll help each other through.
I'll fall with you, and pull you back up.
Look for me, a real face in the crowed,
Such great sorrow my friend you do feel,
But I'll be here, when ever you need.
