It seems just like yesterday. When Julie showed up and took daddy away. The way that dress wore her, a fitting reminder... oh yeah!. That year everything felt so cold.
I love the smell of burning bridges. Can't help but bite the hand that feeds me. I love to raise my middle finger. It's become a habit I'm gonna keep.
Let me love, let me love, love them for You.. May I be, may I be, may I be true.. Can I find, can I find, can I find You,. and show them who You are..