My acid dreams will melt away not to see the light of day to sing the sorrow i have felt my happyness will seem to melt. I cannot speak, my lips are numb to blind to see just how dumb. How do you love that who hates you so, the reason for love we shall not know. A weaping window once well said to love thy one you seem to dread, when happyness' a stones throw ill take my rocks and ill just go.
