When we cry for help
Does the world hear us crying
Why doesn’t it help us.
When we cry for help
Does the world hear us crying
Why doesn’t it help us.
I travel through my life
Blessed, with my love of my life
I enjoy pure Love
We saw a parade.
Not-late comers blocked our view.
Early means sucker.
Take a look at me;
I am all relationships;
Without I don’t exist;
The wind is blowing;
What does it have to tell us;
It is disturbing;
I worked for San Jose
They promised me a pension
Now it is in question
When I was a kid
I took time to dream of peace
I am still dreaming
How do we give back
How to decide on giving back
Do we add value
It is time to soar
I must accomplish a goal
I will taste freedom