Sun-day school is a place I hate and your love i appreciate
with fear in my mind and love in kind
I try to find a place I left behind
but to my love you were blind
slowly it will disappate
untill all thats left is my hate
I turn to God to save my soul
and hope that new events will unfold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love that poem alot