I got a pocket full of sincerity <br />and a fist full of honesty <br />that says the truth is hard to handle <br />So let's set ourselves up for breaking up <br />and for fights where we were to busy to admit our mistakes <br /> <br />Stop, drop, don't even think about rolling, <br />rolling right on away <br />We have so much time left <br />before we forget eachother's names <br /> <br />And I've got this watch on my wrist <br />that tells me it's about time for making up <br />But there's so many scenes I keep playing over <br />that need to be rewinded and taped over <br />It's for our own good <br /> <br />Let's take these days and treasure them <br />for what it's worth, they mean the world <br />and I can't stand the way things are going <br />The path is so wrong and cold and dusty <br />It makes us feel more alone.<br /><br />Faith Wood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stop-drop-and-roll/
