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.