Faith
I still rem’ that day on the street, And the way you looked neat, I wish I met you earlier, Cause I’m sure you’re no surlier Working class, with no suit, Yet pretty, with my full attribute, I know I chose this poison, For a very good reason, And I want no antidote, Even if they wore a lab coat, Currently I’m on the verge, Of finding your urge, I promise to be a friend, Till to the end, Just as Jesus saith, I will always have Faith, It wouldn't hurt to share...