Sitting on a rock, in the middle of the desert
Softly singing, sand everywhere surrounds
Yet cannot find the perfect grain
that dilutes insane
down to maniac crazy
Yes, I know you don't understand
And No, this mad man without a plan
can cry no more...poor you
Crimson inferno
of candles glow
Makes one believe
it's easy to deceive
after all, you taught your lesson well
fast learner soaks the pain
like a sponge soaks up the rain
Amazed Sunshine...you invented hell
Wish you no harm
as I'm sure your charm
will take you far
be a star
baby
and just maybe
one day
another will show you
as you've shown me
and then you'll see
Hate...made you so damn proud
for cryin out loud
Love...ours, mine, yours,..............never had a chance
Copyright © 2002 Dennis Hicks
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