A beautiful soul,
loving and giving.
For a friend,you'd give your all.
Your curse is your beautiful soul,
for our world is foul.
love and give;
care and forgive;
The World takes It all,
'til you've nothing left.
Believe me, I know.
My spirit broke,
My soul was trampled,
I gave,
and gave some more.
It was my curse, as it is yours.
When I thought I had nothing left,
Alas! the World gave back.
It gave me back my smile,
It is my turn to take.
It took time, but now I know;
Although our World is foul,
It has plenty of souls.
As beautiful as You and Me.
