The Innocence In My Watery Eyes
The Fear That Is Burried Inside
The Darkness That Conquers My Smile
Making An Inch A Hundred Mile
The Thought Of Of Lonely Days
With Noone To Show The Ways
When Flowers Cease To Bloom
And Flute Of Life Plays No Tune
When Words Wound The Heart
And Love Drifts A Part
Such Feelings Steal The Glow
And My Tears Begin To Flow