A boy tries hard to be a man.
His mother takes him by his hand.
If he stops to think why,
Oh why,
Does he start to cry.
His dreams will never be fulfilled.
Rushing away like water spilled.
If he stops to think why,
Oh why,
Does he start to cry.
Monday, June 12, 2006
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