Its funny how the world works.
As a child you can be anything you want, just say the words.
He would put half the effort in but some how would go twice as far.
That little boy shows so much promise, but society locks him in a jar.
Screams of an aching heart are in the air.
His dreams led to so much more than whats been there.
Save him....... Someone save him.
The quicksand was unforgiving and continued to pull down.
Harsh words invoke tears when he was the king who deserved the crown.
He's the one....... Save him.
He sits and waits patiently to show his true colors, oh boy what his love could do.
As the years pass, no arms open up to show that the rumors were true.
His spirit is depleted, and he has forgotten what its like to feel joy.
That old man has forgotten how to be that little boy.
To follow his dreams and let that rocket deploy.
Screams of an aching heart are in the air.
His dreams led to so much more than whats been there.
Save him....... Someone save him.
The quicksand was unforgiving and continued to pull down.
Harsh words invoke tears when he was the king who deserved the crown.
He's the one....... Save him.
What could have he done?
Where could have he been?
Instead of sitting in a cell asking for his phone call, praying God will take away his sins.
With each tear begging for death so he doesn't have experience another moment of "what if?"
Knowing he could have done so much more with his life instead of being in the slammer or a working stiff.
He wanted a son, he wanted a wife.
He wants to know he changed someone for the better before he ends his life.
Save him.....Some one help him.