I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
Mother, who gave us her heart...her very soul.
Mother, who's understanding never wavered.
I respect, another mans religion, or color or creed.
I respect, and follow, the will of my maker.
I respect, the truth, no matter how unpopular.
I wish of that of use to be, and yearn of
the time that's long gone by; for in the twilight
of my life, all seems finally clear, for the nearer
death...the clearer life. Now surrounded by
Who do you trust enough to reveal your most secret thoughts?
Who do you trust enough to admit the worst thing about you?