Do you think me daft, sitting here,
Writing about my love and fear,
Of things in life, that I revere
And of those things, that are dear?
To me, my Sisters and my Brothers,
That makes a family, for all others.
Do you think me daft, sitting here,
Writing about my love and fear,
Of things in life, that I revere
And of those things, that are dear?
To me, my Sisters and my Brothers,
That makes a family, for all others.