Through Out The Years.

Dreams are coming to an end.
As you're becoming my only friend.
But, how loved you make me feel..
All I can't see, is now becoming real.

My life, my strength, my solid hand.
Helping me through out each deserted land.
Taking the place of those I've lost.
And, taking the place of all my costs.

How holy you are, to take me in.
How holy I am, to be your friend.
Your daughter, lover, you're image.
All I've done is take the fall and scrimage.

No more of this, no more of that.
I've finally taken myself to bat.
If I strike out, you'll still be here.
cheering me on through out the years.