måndag 24 Nov 2008, 17:22

I am walking, with my barefoot upon this desicrated land
My heart is torn by so many hands
I look in the shattered mirror, the reflective waters
A face stares back, but it's not my own.

Girls change there mind so often
Men just refuse their own opinion
Sticking to the norm
Sticking to the norm

But out there somewhere, we all declare in vein
To take away all the misery the pain.
A guy or gal to love me tender
Someone to whom I freely surrender.