BG wake up wake up not from a dream the head screams from life lies don’t conceal truths sometimes real sometimes revealing wound & bound
BG between the lines i hate when it isn’t written in the wind when you have to read between the lines to discover if love
BG the chosen few did you choose me did i choose you within the chosen few the circle of friends the blend………ing of our past
BG your day today is your day it is my day too you celebrate another year i celebrate that 1st day & each & every since i wish for
those not here it shouldn’t be a task to remember those not here it shouldn’t burden a heart to keep them near we love
be bold it doesn’t matter how long you’ve cried how many tissues to dry your eyes i can’t share your sorrow if you don’t open your heart countless hours and days may go by spent in reclusion
