June 2011
It's so hard to say that I'm sorryI'll make everything alrightAll these things that I've doneNow what have I become, and where'd I go wrong?I don't mean to hurt, just to put you firstI won't tell you
Do you hear ThemLike i hear Them Do they sing ther Songs For youI hear Them Every night When i go to bed They praying for me They are angels from above I'm lost in Myself and can't get out, and you do