These eyes reflect my sky, cloudy and gray
These tears symbolize the rain; I Cry when I Pray
For a way, to escape the pain for the one who got away
The one who makes your day, then makes your heart break

I Believe in Soul Mates…
The person to make your life great
The love that awaits you, when you wake

You know we can’t ‘sleep on hate’
When love creates, happiness in fate
You can only escape love when your Late
Then you regret everything from that day

I Believe in Fate…
A plan designed by god, to Guide your way
The Sun and The Rain, changing how you Think and Pray

The "Good within People" suddenly over way
Showing "Intentions of Evil", even an Angel can say
I love you and not mean it, Like the one who got away
Slowly believing everyday, maybe were meant to betrayed

I Believe in Life’s Lessons…
Taught by the teacher, that Relieves Confessions
Starts Blessings, That may Never End Pleasant

There’s a reason produced behind every single thought
A theory of how ‘Any man can Die, and Get Shot’
If the gun is raised in rage, The adrenaline won’t stop
Until the clip realized from the glock, look what god just taught

I Believe in Gods Creations…
He gave us Eyes to See, Eyes to Weep, Lungs to Breath
Eyes to Close, Dreams in Sleep, and A Language to Speak

Created rain to grow trees, Building Forests in Our Land
In turn creating Wood as a resource available for Man
God builds the structure, then puts the tools in man’s hand
To proceed building through ideas, creating a new plan

I Believe in Love…
The feeling of hopelessness, before being rescued from Above
Not knowing life’s purpose, until you find True Love

Love was drawn with the color from a Butterflies Wing
Beautiful in every aspect, Before You Fly - You Sing
Before You rise - You fall, Before You Move - You Think
Before I was done I realized, what I was truly missing…

God Enabled Tears To Flow From Our Eyes From Morning till Light
Releasing emotions scarred from the fight, to move on in Search of Life
Studying the appearance of angels, Seeing the devil behind what’s Bright
The smile I see when I write, picturing the one that got away as just another star in the night...