As i sit on the stump
i look from side 2 side
the past cannot be buried
by an rose
only by the chains that bind
my heart
it seem like relationship r like
children
and springtyme is the place to go
a place to see yo children grow
a place only u and i know
with my mind on the creation
i place self strength to break steel
my blood of river red drips to the
canvas as i brush the heart of love
i seal it up inside where i reside
i look from side 2 side
the past cannot be buried
by an rose
only by the chains that bind
my heart
it seem like relationship r like
children
and springtyme is the place to go
a place to see yo children grow
a place only u and i know
with my mind on the creation
i place self strength to break steel
my blood of river red drips to the
canvas as i brush the heart of love
i seal it up inside where i reside