All I see are empty trees
Where my family once stood tall...

Push through it
Push through it even though your patience wears...

Sally sue slowly sipped soup while smooching Sam...
but Sam Sardine said seriously...

Everyday we take a step
down this long, winding, road...

A broken soul is still a soul,
though its been hurt, abused, and judged...

Pain was all I knew,
But words are spoken true...

A girl sees two doors,
one good and bad...

Smooth baritone notes caress the textured...
Their cadence a unique rhythm, that pleases my ear...

We doubt what people say.
we live a lie each day...

Tears deep like a knife,
but it heals your heart...

I don't Need you to tell me who I'm going to love.
I know exactly What kind of man I'm thinking of...

Think, think, think...
I don't know what to say...