top of page

Mrs. Sad

Mrs. Sad visited my soul the other day
And I let her in...don't ask me why...

She asked me to join her... I accepted
And I saw her world ...don't ask me why

 

Mrs.  Sad refuse to go...and stay
And I walk with her... don't ask me why

Don't ask me why... because I know
I make sometimes mistakes and I fall short

 

Don't ask me why... because is true
The sky sometimes is gray and at times blue

Don't ask me why... nowadays it's being hard
To decide what to accept and what to discard

 

Don’t ask me why... because...

because, I won't reply

© Copyright 2010
bottom of page