The nightingale loves the rose,
but its love is fragile...
I was a puzzle
Pieces scattered wide...
Here's To Our Possibilities...
Here's to Our Possibilities...
Any love I’ve given you is yours to keep.
Don’t worry, I’m not here asking for receipts...
True love is a quiet flame
Burning soft without acclaim...
You’re the spark in my stormy sky
The treasure I found when I didn’t try...
The night filled with emptiness
No hope at all and only shallowness...
I dream to be by your side forever more
Through crashing waves and every stormy shore...
The sky folds heavy like a broken wing
I chase the echoes of the songs we’d sing...
Scared is a whisper lost in the night
Petrified screams louder than light...
A Promise of Love...
This is a Promise of My Very Best...
My heart was scattered
Pieces on the floor...