I hope everyone gets hurt sometimes
because life isn't perfect or a nursery rhyme
but still, time drags slow sometimes but ticks like it should

and I hope that we all clean up our messes good
because


Life goes on and people try
to cleanse there acts up when it's time for goodbye
but I know that my wings still can fly

because i'm bulletproof, aren't I

I hope that the days get shorter and time fades

because then you'll realize to enjoy each day
I wish for high tides when the moon is low
then we all can see that our hearts still glow