I wont let this dammed world take me,

she said I had lost it, maybe I was going crazy.

daring girl, I love the way the sun shines through her dress.

I think she has gone crazy, told me she was depressed.

how can nine months fade in a instant,
at what point two lovers grow distant.

this is not my love ballad, my plea for your time.
she asks if im doing well.

I can assure you love, I am doing fine.