The Storms Of Life The sun so bright burns inside and out. The sun guides us through the darkness, through the storm, through broken hearts, through broken minds through the storms of life.
Life Life is untold, life is sometimes unfair, but has long you hand hope you have life. Beautiful life. It might be unfair but that's all right, because unfair creates fair, and fair that's all right.
Home I see the world it see's me. I see the world from high above, and yet it see's me my home. I look at the stars from high above, I'm rising higher and higher. I am now away from home. All I see is where I'm going not where I've been.