There is a song I like to sing when I am all alone,
It has no words.

As I sing,
My mind takes flight.

The melody is rare-aly my own.
N' This is how it goes.
On & on,

I'll sing all day and,
nights are spent alone.
I'll try to make myself better,
and someday,
I'll be known.

Do you know the song I sing?

Do you sing along?

When the darkness falls above;
I hear an echoing throng.

There is nothing, I'd like more than someone by my side,
No matter,
what I've tried my love has always died.

Do I do it wrong or right?
Was it all along?

If you keep me by your side,
I will run and hide?

Well I was on a roll again then my son burst out,
no matter what I'm thinking of-he chases it about.

Maybe,
I should think no more
Take it day by day.

When I think I'm doing good
I'm about to fall-
but who cares about that,
That is what I ask?

I can't have it all.
Just lil bits,
and widbitchets,

They mean nothing at all.

I've tried to base myself in you,
You wont be my friend.

Can we go?
Can we stay?

I don't know at all.

Words they come,
when paper touches pen...