G. Solorzano
Wanting to play
The role he would have take
If he’d followed his way
He murders the memory
Of a lover he had
And pities the day that she would leave him so sad
But I –
Cannot blame him
I cannot blame the fool
How many times are we played and made a fool?
When you are blinded
By a love that seems so real
Your troubles and your passions
Seem so easy to steal- but
Hold on
To your dream, your life, your love
And follow the gospel of the lord way up above (x100)