In my mind I see no girl out there for me, I see all other guys with they beautiful girl, but me all alone with nobody to love. I ask my self am I ugly? Because I see no girl even look at me. But now I was only looking at one girl, I was blind . Now I know theres million of girls out there just keep going dont let one rejection get me down there more fish in see just because few bad dont mean the other ones are to, now I see in my mind one day I well have here in my arms.
Who will help the little girl smile,
while she watches her Mom be pulled away from her?
Who will help the little girl smile,
when she sees her Mom put the needle into her arm?
Who will help the little girl smile,
while she wonders where her next meal comes from?
Who will help the little girl smile,
when she is looking for a permanent place to stay?
Who will help the little girl smile,
when she does not see her biological Mom for a while?
Who will help the little girl smile,
while she is dropping that last handful of dirt on her?
Who will help the little girl smile
or put the sparkle back in her eyes?
Who will help the little girl smile
as she looks up to the sky and asked why?
Who will help the little girl smile,
when she looks up to God and says, who will love me?
The Foster Parents that's who!
--Harold Therault-- 7-10-2008