People often ask her why she likes the rain.
She never tells them she's hoping it might wash...

If I told you I needed you to live in the moment,
Would you do it just for me...

She can feel the cold, yet feel the heat,
Running in heels down London street...

Lonely tears,
falls from my eyes...

This life is a colorful masquerade,
Hidden behind lies, the truth is doomed to fade...

This love, this passion, this endless kiss,
This socalled perfect love shouldn't be like this...

She looks into the mirror,
what does she see...

A pathetic little girl wrapped in a blanket of...
They can't understand the shadows inside...

I have no words,
for the feelings I have for you...

A punky view of perspective
Saving our own generation...

I can love you much my dear.
please I want you to love me to...

Teasing and mocking, you to me,
But its over now, its gone...