Believe
Dreams do come true...

Corky we sometimes are
Ordinary we are not...

This damn banging in my head
waking up is what I dread...

Everyone at sometime in
there life needs...

I watched you each day
as you slowly faded away...

Sunshine
losing it's strength...

Evicted again
nowhere to go...

Her hands are old and feeble
no longer can she hold a pen...

I use to be a teenager once
quite a few years ago...

We sit shoulder to shoulder
our toes playing in the sand...

When times are hard
I'm feeling down...

You were only a little girl
thirteen years or so...