Don't Burn The Day Away...

I Was Just Wondering If You'd Come Along To Hold Up My Head When My Head Won't Hold On.

I See You Young And Soft Oh Little Baby Little Feet, Little Hands, Little Baby One Year Of Crying And The Words Creep Up Inside Creep Into Your Mind So Much To Say

Sitting Still As Stone Watching - Watching People Walking By You Wondering Why No One Ever Stops To Talk Or Thinks About It - If They Ever Did

Being Able To Scream At The Top Of My Lungs In Front Of People Is Very Therapeutic. It Is A Great Gift For Me To Be Able To Do That.

So The Story Goes, So I'm Told The People He Knew Were Less Than Golden Hearted Gamblers And Robbers Drinkers And Jokers, All Soul Searchers Like You And Me