I dream last night,
We walked along the sand...

Mommy I can feel your hands,
They glide across my skin...

People can say that weed is fun,
But my view is far from the same...

You sent me a sweet message Tim,
To say what way you felt...

Looking in her eye's I can see she's had it hard,
She sits right in the corner but she is far from a...

I need some questions answered,
But questions they will stay...

A paradise is lost,
And time is standing still...

The silent nights are broken,
By the bullets that fly through the air...

That little glimmer in those eye’s,
That cheeky little smile...