The names hurt me, the fists bruise me
You suffer, I suffer, We suffer
I won't let you go, you won't let me leave
I wish for harmony.......Please, please
I need to find time for myself and for us
I wish our relationship just had the trust
Little ones copy, I see thier future in us
We need to stop it, we must, we must
If we get out alive, there's hope for us yet
I want you and need you
There's a future out there for us to get
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sad, very painful I wish you luck on a bumpy road 10 Chris