I feel nothing.
Not a punch or not a word.
This is not a life.
I want sweet songs and beauty of many things.
But i can't feel.
This is not a life.
I am gone and I know that I need to come back.
I need to live and become me.
Not you and bad aches to my heart.
I Need sweet song and beauty of many things.
I need a family that is willing to love and understand.
That is alive.
Home is were the heart is.
But my heart it gone.
So is my family and sweet song and beauty of many things.
But I'm coming back.
We need a life.
A life is what we’re going to have.
Where sweet song and beauty of many things is a life.