Things change.
The colors of spring return
with
birdsong wildflowers,
a
simple breeze,
the
taste of life.
You
are not alone.
I am here to tell you -
You
are not alone.
I have made it this far,
if
only to tell you -
You are not alone.
Come
tomorrow's tomorrow
It will be you that says...
You
are not alone.
