Can it really be me
staring into the glass...

Just another statistic
of youth gone awry...

The walls around me
know my fears...

The time has passed
but not for me...

Love is more than passion
the heart belongs to ends...

Intricate patterns
watch how the line...

I know we all get caught up
in all the troubles that come our way...

Don't you get it
don't you see...

We used to watch the sunrise
as it soared above the sea...

I watched you at a distance
and all the time i knew...

Can towering trees hear my pain
do i communicate with the rain...

I still love you
after all these days...