She moved in with him
Why I don't know...

My papa is my best friend
He helps me when he can...

I startle awake, surrounded by earth
Am I alive or is it my birth...

There is so much I want to tell you
So much I want you to feel...

As I sit here at my desk and try to write
All I can think about is how you have made my life...

Life is my true friend, to cry with in need
Life is our tears to water the seed...

The sun is shinin, working to peak
The spiritual warmth has kissed your cheek...

As I am sitting in my tree
I see a bee...

I think I need a vacation
I am having a hard time with all this frustration...

I was listening to the radio
I heard a song reminded me of long ago...