I sit here bleeding,..
And thinking of you.
I'm Bleeding the life that was givin' to me,..
I'm Bleeding my feelings that is meant to be.
I'd be thinking about my mom,. or my dad,... or even my family and friends,..
But no.
I sit here bleeding,
And thinking of you.
Thinking about the best times we had,
Thinking how you and me agreed that we were meant to be,
Thinking about the times we split up, and got together again.
These are the fondest memories,. of you and me.
My blood flows thin,
My heart beats slow,
My breathes are shallow,
My eyes fall low.
But still I think of you.
I can't help to think that I lost you.
I can't believe that I did this.
I can't believe that you are gone.
. . . .
. . . .
. . . .
But in the end,
We'll be together.
Forever,..
'Cause it was meant to be.
