Call me what ever you want
it wont bug me...

Walking on the sand of Vancouver's island
seeing fish seeing shells seeing foot prints of...

Falling down a black whole
screaming shouting...

Seeing you cry makes me cry
Seeing your heart broken made my heart break...

Sitting here in a rainy day
crying for you to come back...

Crying myself to sleep
because of all the pain...

Proud to be brown all around
we come from a res not a town...

Pretty eyes pretty lips pretty face
and still i cover it with make up...

Standing on the hill of pound-maker first nation
waiting for something to happened...

Missing u as each day passes by
leaving with out a word...