Jones

Some hope of enlightenment,
And doing what they think is right;
But the trurth is distorted!
And i am beaten like a dog which cannot see.

Of the wrongs that we do in this society,
And of the muse of love that is shared by many;
For we still cannot see the wrong that we do,
For this society is full of evil.

My name is Jones and i am in love with you,
And you are the woman in my heart;
But the rains called in and i was still wait for you;
For you are the very specail person to my heart.