Give me a glass of wine
And I handed you a yard of vine
I gave you an atmosphere of rain
And you descended on me an avalanche of pain
In your distress,I held you close to my side soo tight
But in my tribulation,you left me alone to wander around like a kite
So when are you going to change your ways
And pull a surprise one of these days
When are you going to shed off this gloomy face
And fill your mouth with songs of praise
The world is soo tired of you
They are waiting to hear your point of view
Drop this kind of attitude
And give to each and everyone the deserving gratitude.
