the Hillside.

up on a hill far away I heard your voice today.Tje wind blows softly against my face .All I want is to embrace. I come here to remember the day .The time I saw you play.Played soldiers in a war.So sweet but rotten to the core. life gave you hardship strife .you turned to drugs and bad dope thuggs .You ran crazy you ran wild but youwas my child.up on a hill far away I miss you today here to say I love you.memories of what we been through.