As I lie awake in bed,
So many thoughts run through my head.
Don't know if they are good or bad,
Don't know if I should feel happy or sad.
So many things are going on,
One second you have something next minute it's gone.
Like money, a loved one, plan, or a friend,
You never know when something may end.
All of a sudden or over gradual time,
Our family’s only sign back is the finding of dimes.
Not positive of who did it or why it happened that day,
We're looking for answers that no one will say.
That person’s still out there, the one who's to blame, ...