Words of a poet
Face of a gnome
Eyes full of willow
Heart made of stone
Missing you dearly
Wishing of wrong
Whispering lyrics of full pointless songs;
For you nothing better to do but dream of home
Strength of a warrior
Pains of woe
Still missing you dearly even though,
I know better
You know better
They know better,
Oh, wishing so of a place BETTER than half a whole