It's me again. These tough times seem to get my creative juices flowing. This song came to me in the middle of the night last night, and I scribbled it down in my little black book this morning in church. Really. Don't laugh. I need all the help I can get. Anyway, nothings really improved in SweetPeaLand, but I'm feeling a little better about life though you wouldn't know it from this song. Anyway here goes. Please get in touch with me if you'd like to record it country stars.
NOTHING 2 READ
Nothing to read
Nothing to eat
No one to call
No where to go
Don't have a friend
And there's nothing to read.
Everything's fine
And everything's fine
And everything's fine
And everything's wrong.
Everything's mine
And everything's mine
And everything's mine
And everything's gone.
Something is missing
Something is wrong
Nothing is right
Not even this song
Something I'm doin' ain't working out right.
Days are so short and my life's filled with night
Can't find a prayer
I can't kneel down and plead
But my life is a mess and there's nothing to read.
Okay Ladies. Let's get this song published. I was thinking it might be fun to have heat this winter.
Yours,
SweetPea
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