Nobody is single...nobody is in love...
' Mom' or 'dad' are strange words which last...
But that's not the colour of tears l used to love...
Because life was re-born & breathing doesn't last... Just look at the clouds you can paint a real vision,
Like the sound of a light which cause a true confusion,
As he felt when he left the womb as a son,
To another new city which brang life and sun.
let's thank Grace once with a prayer,