Black on White
This was written for my dad... But I chance the dedication to Brad Donnovann. I miss you, and hope you like Heaven.
Tears of pain,
run down my face.
I'm sitting here,
all alone in this dark place.
Trying to see,
the life I'm supposed to lead.
But if this is my life,
then why do I bleed?
They all say,
that he'll come back.
But if he is my future,
than my future is black.
run down my face.
I'm sitting here,
all alone in this dark place.
Trying to see,
the life I'm supposed to lead.
But if this is my life,
then why do I bleed?
They all say,
that he'll come back.
But if he is my future,
than my future is black.
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