Cancer, faces many trials,
But hold hid head up high.
He won't allow the hatred to
Make his spirit die.
Cancer looks up the moon
Sitting in it's silver spoon.
Maybe I should change my job,
'Cause, I'll be better, I'll be stronger.
For the truth, I know takes longer.
I've the cunning of the tigger and the
Wisdom of the trees. I won't be sad,
Refuse the sorrow.
I look forward to tomorrow.
I'll release my anger,
'Cause I'm proud to be a dread.
Pride can stand a thousand trials
The strong will never fall
But watching stars without you,
My soul cried. Heaving heart is full of pain,
Oh the aching
Touch me deep, pure and true!Gift to me forever.
Where are you now?
