PROUD THE CROWN
I have my UPS and downs, but always end up with the crown.
Does my life, get turned upside down.
Maneuvered all around, never feeling sound.
Yes it does, but I always stand proud.
Everyday I reach to the stars, wondering who the hell you are.
With both feet, on the ground.
Luvly are the stars, hidden behind those clouds.
Hiding are your eyes, for me to see.
Momentarily, setting me free.
Tenderly I hold on too, all those fragments ov you.
My mind destined, not to forget.
As my luv, with my heart you have beget.
Bewildered for me to be free, the moonlight shines on the.
Thru the clouds, I hide from you.
Waiting for my night, to shine on thru.
Echo's my whispers ov luv, blows thru the clouds above.
Standing the crown so proud.