You'll be laughing when I'm gone
you'll be smiling before long...

Gettin happy ain\'t that hard
After slamming back a few...

There darkness all around me,
I'm trapt with no escape...

There was a hippie that got onto a bus and sat...

I can\\\'t imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go...

No need for a name we're all just the same...
someone to make my dreams come true...

Her hair of Satin, silk or cotton I pray that...

These Lonely eyes are what I cry with, they turn...
These lonely eyes I spy with, when you are not...

Whoever knew that life could be so lonely, when...
whoever knew people could be so phony, pretending...

Whenever i can't take the pain.
I slice it out of my veins and let it pour...

I need wings to fly,
A grave to die, a tissue to cry...

Another day of hope,
Another kind of prayer...