Waiting

Waiting in line
First to be forgotten and last;
Waiting in line
Sending you my kiss to remind
Your heart of how we've lost our past
Still, slipping sands of time are cast
Waiting in line

A Mother's Dream

Beautiful rose
Touched with the breath of morning's dew
Beautiful rose
Gracefully, you open, then close
The rain's kiss allows you to bloom
Like a mother's nurturing womb
Beautiful rose

Between Life and Death

Bring me back home...
Let me find strength within your arms
Bring me back home...
To the only safe place I've known
Protect me from life's deadly harm
Save me from death's deceitful charm
Bring me back home