Prison

I know the breeze is warming the air outside 
And the flowers are bright & are in bloom, 
I sit here in this god for saken place
I sit alone in this lonely desolate room, 
The cold walls have their own stories to tell
As I miss my true heart,one more night, 
The secure door that holds me in
The air is cold & lonely & tight, 
I know the work that lays ahead me
But I also know I must do my time, 
But if only the man with the keys
Would go through the feeling of mine, 
I know I've done wrong 
The true facts, I cannot deny, 
But if only the tears would fall
From a man who needed to cry, 
The world can be a horrible place
And the end product of crime, 
Is if you're going to risk the wrongful 
Then you must be able to do the time, 
Really all I can do is wait 
For the months that lay ahead, 
And I hope my true heart
Can picture me laying in this cold lonely bed, 
But happeniness will fall upon me one day 
And I'll look back on this & be free, 
And until that day, I'll be happy
I know that prison is not the place to be.