My time is near I feel I have been bled dry
There is a song in my heart, a tear in my eye...

Sometimes I feel tired and worn
When my life seems so forlorn...

He must have seemed out of his mind.
Even to the sick, lame and blind...

Staring blindly at the silent sun
It sheds its true light on everyone...

The Kinder-garden students will remember
How he ignored the threats of September...

A proud cock crowed while a duck just quacked
No egg is fertile where a union is lacked...

We may make it after all
We knew we were bound to fall...

We long for the kiss of reconciliation
Far from the reach of undue humiliation...

Words can hurt while words can heal
Words can express how we feel...

I wasn't thinking. I was't feeling.
My selfishness had me reeling...

I want to tell you all the things you would like...
I desire to take from you all the things that you...

Love the sinner. Hate the sin.
Where does it end or begin...