For the days comes with the lack of love.
Goshen my friend, life is like the hew of hope out of the mountains;
But out of a despair, i will extendy my tentacles to love you.
I will reachout to your dreams of love and,
With the enable rights to move towards yourds your love;
For we still line up in stirring time with our pygamies of our leaders!
You can make a change too,
And you can love me forever;
But, life is all about the blue sea and the brown sand.