14 de fevereiro de 2015

This bitter earth
What a fruit it bears
What good is love
That no one shares
And if my life
Is like the dust
That hides the glow of a rose
What good am I
Heaven only knows
This bitter earth
Can be so cold
Today you're young
Too soon you're old
But while a voice
Within me cries
I'm sure someone
May answer my call
And this bitter earth
May not be so bitter after all

Clyde Otis