I'm walkin' around lookin' up at
what I can't reach. Pretty faces
fill the places I wish I could
be. I was a child who no one
wanted to teach. Now misery
is all I see.
Now I've grown and I'm trying to
give my life a jump start. That's hard
to do when it's empty. I need someone
with smile and an open heart. I could
use some company.
I don't know much but I can poor my
soul into a song. I hope it's gonna make
you see what's inside me. How can that
be wrong? I hope it's gonna make you
love me.
By Eben Cooper
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