walking down the road
with flowers in my hair
humming familiar songs
forgetting life's unfair
running from a past
I'd sooner like to forget
flashing pictures of him
still live in my head
I try to block them out
still the stabbing pains
makes everything much harder
now here comes the rain
the lightning crackles
a sunbolt through the sky
I am getting soaked
my humming songs have died
the thundering song
echoes through the world
soaked through to the bone
my hairs no longer curled
the flowers in my hair
have all washed away
all of my hopes
in total disarray
the raindrops from the sky
have become the tears
I cant cry for myself
ever through all these years
I've lived a life of torture
refusing to leave me behind
something good's out there somewhere
it's yet for me to find
his broken liquor bottle
lays before me somehow
I didn't see the glass
my feet are bleeding now
it's been a long journey
a longer one's ahead
I wonder if I'll make it
Or if I'll get there dead
I picked fresh new flowers
braided them through my hair
I started humming songs
forgetting that life's unfair
