As I sit on the porch and stare of the moon.....I knew I needed a change and it must be soon
For your love I would move mountains and the sea....to put down the bottle it had to be
I have struggled so long but I was blind to see,,,,but it can't be I it must be we
So I will stand tall and try not to crouch...
There will be no more goodies within my pouch
This is a time that I must be strong.....it was word from above how could it be wrong
So with some support from the powers that be......the work I will endure will open her eyes and we will both be free.