Blonde hair, blue eyes--
tears are falling-life's made you cry.
Look up, look high;
let love heal you, let love make you feel alive.

Society doesn't understand,
humanity has demand after demand;
I'm your friend, I'll do all I can-
your wish is my command.

healing comes in due time,
we will face trials but we shall not die;
tears may be many, don't try to hide-
it's all a process in this inevitable life.

I know that things may seem all crazy,
but don't let it break your heart;
may your soul not become lazy,
always know I'm here, I have loved you from the start.

Denise