Things Work Out
Tears stains on pillow
I shed them every night
Running through dark memories
When I should've block it with light.
I hear my baby crying,
She's not in the room.
Her cries are in my head...
I would've been a young mother
Would've work life out
Still with my boyfriend
We made things work out.
Life has me feeling all types of reactions,
I'm getting through
I'm making plans
Got to make these plans my goals
Otherwise I'm going to end up in a hole.
Already life is pushing me up
I can't help to turn and watch my past...
Baby, mommy and daddy are going to make it.
Wish you were in our life every second
Watch us from up above
We love you very much.