my broken mariko
my broken mariko,
picking up the pieces of her own,
with a smile of pain,
yet she held my hands
and said everything was okay.
my broken mariko,
I wonder how heaven treats you
for the world was cruel and...
picking up the pieces of her own,
with a smile of pain,
yet she held my hands
and said everything was okay.
my broken mariko,
I wonder how heaven treats you
for the world was cruel and...