the future that we reach
a bottle washed up on the beach
your innocence is true
can't be taken from you
keep your head held high
don't let your standards ever die
the mirror that you see
reflects on you and me
drawing by pen - Blessing
the future that we reach
a bottle washed up on the beach
your innocence is true
can't be taken from you
keep your head held high
don't let your standards ever die
the mirror that you see
reflects on you and me