See that women
See that woman with the beautiful gray hair. With it blowing in the bright sunny air. She has her share of worries and pains but she never cries when it rains. For her husband she would do anything. For her children she would do everything. But now for her life it she must fight. It is not fair, it is not right. So know she must go to battle. This mighty beast she will tackle. Her husband will give her everything. Her children will do anything. To conquer the battle and win. She has the right to be free again.
The day I met you was a bad hair day
The day i met you was a bad hair day. This one piece of hair just wouldn't stay. You must have noticed, you must have seen. You were just a little distant, your mind in another place I could see it in your face. So after we talked for a while you excused yourself with a pleasent smile. But what would have happened if my hair had looked good? Would we have talked longer flirted more? We could have shared a night of fun but instead you turned away, It's scary to think that my feature could lay, on one piece of hair that just wouldn't stay.