highlight of my life, livin through all of this strife
why wont they go away, just go away
if i hear them again, im never gonna stay alone
if I can touch the moon or touch the sky
Ill hear your voice and ill let you borrow mine
my heart, my brain, my soul, my life
please God help me, im cut like a knife
here we go, still singing again
to all of my boys who are in the pen
take each day one at a time, call me the zen
im here for you, for you my dear
if you will only give me your rear, your inside and back
and help me get my life on track
I'll make it up to you I promise I really do
1-2 buckle your shoe, im up again like Jahova I need
give me someone special I'll heal your knees
here we go, still singing again
to all of my boys who are in the pen
take each day one at a time, call me the zen
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