Not Much To Say... |
I lay my head upon my bed;
I begin to think of the ways...
Why must the turn its back upon me?
It raises its hand of Heart break and smacks me to...
I'm Lost in my own little world;
Trying to find my self every way I turn...
She's the one that I look upon,
she the one I want for life...
Why must the turn its back upon me?
It raises its hand of Heart break and smacks me to...
I lay my head upon my bed;
I begin to think of the ways...