The wind blows through my ears
Making me sniff and shed my tears
Through the pain I feel hollow, an empty shell
There's no one even willing to listen and hear me tell
If life right now was like a box of chocolates it is bitter sweet
Seeing my son once more would've been such a treat
I can't help but wonder what it could have and shuld have been like being with them again
I can never go back though, she's beaten my heart black and blue
Just like the eagle flying high and true
I'm a freebird. Flying above the white, fluffy clouds.
All alone pondering, while I listen to that cold, whistling wind