When I first started writing this I swear I had it...
Everything I'd say would come out right...
Come on and step towards me so you can figure it...
Just what it is that makes me tick...
The feel of your warm embrace runs down
The outermost layer of my body...
I've thought of writing to you
But I've been lost in what to say...
I'd like to watch you cut me
Draw a line straight down the inside...
This is my farewell, my last shout out to you
I have seen you rise and fall...
I put this together from what i heard while...
Life is fleeting. We must live our own lives well...
Don't cry, hold back those tears |
\"Even when the condition is critical |
"When, the people decide, to keep a disguise |