My Child

Please come back to me my child things weren't meant to be without tears we cry even though we new it did strike but this ain't no dream no this is life and all the colors fade leaving nothing more than a black and white shade on an empty shore/sure a part is gone and sure we do long but black and white is so much more than nothing at all Please come back to me my child yes we do control a lot way too much overwhelmed by disbelieve left in shock still our disbelieve is the remaining lock