bernt
01-05-2008, 02:26 PM
When the cloud turns dark,
A man was crying by himself,
Nobody knows what's inside his heart.
Nobody cares what he feels,
Until one day the angel comes,
Raise this man to his feet.
Imagination become reality,
Zest his happiness,
And that man was me;
The angel was you,
I love you honey I always do.
A man was crying by himself,
Nobody knows what's inside his heart.
Nobody cares what he feels,
Until one day the angel comes,
Raise this man to his feet.
Imagination become reality,
Zest his happiness,
And that man was me;
The angel was you,
I love you honey I always do.