In this twisted road full of thorns who can decipher a rose,
whose hand can you hold when the winds turn so cold,
whose voice is the voice of reason, when you look around and all you see is treason,
who will pick you up when life knocks you down over and over again,
who will be there to see you through when the winds of change come after you,
when the puzzle of life is leaving you lost and confused who will be there to help you decipher a clearer view,
when the days look dark and full of sorrow who will shine a light on a brighter tomorrow,
a life so crazy and confused I hope you find that light inside of you, switch it on and keep it shining bright and don’t let anyone steal your sight.