What are our thoughts
When we are small
We can’t remember
But when we’re tall

We remember thoughts
We feel guilty
It betters us greatly
Our lives start wilting

We try to change
So we feel new
But after our cure
There’s more to do

You’ll never be good
One hundred percent
And you’ll never be
Totally perfect

All you can do
Is fight it out
To prove yourself
It’s the right route

One other option
Could tip the scale
Love from a woman
To God I hail

A wishful prayer
That I may meet
A beautiful girl
And feel the heat

Of a love so true
In heart and soul
The greater gift
Unless destiny’s role

Has you playing
Music for mankind
Then time outweighs
The need for womankind