I am my mama's son. You are your father's child. Sometimes we act as if we hate each other. A different faith, different state of mind. That don't mean we all can't be satisfied.
Beautiful mother nature,. She looked at me with a smile on her face. Then she started to cry,. She said: "why did my children forsake me?". She felt like she was dying,.
Take a look into the sky. 'Cause the world is not so pretty. Free myself from worries. So I can see. It's just a beautiful day. It's just a beautiful day.