Sitting here,
thinking of my past...

Something in me
Burns and breaks...

I may be closer to home,
but Im not happy...

Im lost without your eyes to guild me.
I cant become what you want me to be...

A Broken Heart...
A Single Tear...

A perfect angel
or so I seem...

I dont want
you to know...

I look out the window,
to see whats the weather...

Perhaps its the mystery in your gaze
and the charm in your smile...

You stand unwillingly beside me witnessing my...
I always knew it would instantly ring a warning...

The death of a friend,
a very depressing sad time...

You did it again
What ever the hell it is you like to do...