The Colors of my heart
They Range from day to day...

With each passing day
I look forward to seeing you...

I never meant to hurt you
Or to even make you shed a tear...

This guilt, this frustation, these games...
This fear of life...

As I sit alone behind these barracades
Letting my life pass me by...

She said she didnt loved me
And turned away...

What's this life for
If I have nothing to live for...

A person I call Mom
Sick once again...

Lost in this world
With no sense of success...

So many things
I wanna tell you...

Since the day you said goodbye
I felt as if our relationship was a lie...

My life passing me by
And not a single love...