Strands of gold
Hold no meaning in the darkness...

She sits in that brown wooden chair, hair on her...
Eyes are all red with dark circles underneath...

Resist the temptation of a kiss
The sweet taste of his lips...

I go through every day
Making my best effort in everything...

You know you have so much in your life
Take one look around and you can see...

She says she needs someone
As we'e sitting outside at a party...

You say that I am
The only one who understands...

It's you and me
Out in the cold crisp air of December...

I will find a way to make you love once again
I will break the barriers that you put up in...

She came back from work one day
And there on her front step...

In a poor and devastating small village
Is a mother unable to find food...

It was a warm day, December 31st of 1999
I remember it so well...