Story of Me...
I walked down endless roads... With really no place else to go... Some people took me in and offered The only love I’d know... Always with a price tag... So expensive it would be... Always... More »
I walked down endless roads... With really no place else to go... Some people took me in and offered The only love I’d know... Always with a price tag... So expensive it would be... Always... More »
I remember crowded quarters... My children they were small... I kept the bugs off Chrissy... I stayed up all night long... It was so very hot and There was nothing there to eat... The church... More »
Who are you that they love you... With all their heart and soul... Yet they won’t lift a finger... To help a beggar cross the road... Who are you that they buy you statues... And... More »
People don’t have enough to eat.. Jobs are just not there... Men are robbing to feed their children... It’s happening every where... The churches are running out of food... Turning folks away... One in six... More »
If you were to leave me... Then my eyes would surely cry... I promise I would meet you... In each lovely butterfly... My heart it would break open... My love would overflow... For what you... More »
I’d love to claim... that I’m the soft pink essence of the rose... But maybe I’m it’s prickly thorns... protecting it from harm’s throes... I'd like to... More »
She’s a Blue Jean Baby... A wild, wild Lady... She’s got sunlight...sunlight in her eyes... She’s a Blue Jean Baby... But she’s always a Lady... She’s got sunshine...sunshine in her smile... Hope my Blue Jean... More »
I long to touch your heart... In such a way that makes you smile... To fill you up with endless joy... So you can live out loud... With all the freedom you can know... This... More »
I looked into the eyes of love... I asked it where’d it been... I told it I’d been starving... While it was drinking gin... I had sat neglected... While love had gotten drunk... I looked... More »
I use to be prim and proper... Ms. Perfect...that was me... I thought that I was Jesus Christ... Or that I had to be... Always turning the other cheek... Filled with light and love... Trusting... More »