Imprisoned
I want to be free again, From all the guilt that he died that day, Free from the cold handcuffs, Free from the turmoil of
The Young Widow
She stood by his grave, Words could not depict the pain she bore, He left her to face this cruel world, Alone. The choir melodiously
The Faithful Wife
She left her job, She left her Mum and Dad, She left her comfort, Her friends, Her fancy clothes,her education, Alone, she ran to him,
Take Me Back, Life
Everyone wants to fit in somewhere, Be it in a crowd, To feel the new fashion, To explore what everyone feels is right, To fit
