I remember a time, before I was hurt,
Before the flame of love was burnt...

Fires burning, bombs blasting away,
The final night, no sight of day...

I think of you, almost every night,
Because of you, I don't give in the fight...

What makes the clouds go floating by?
Alas, what makes blue birds fly...

Swaying as one, alone on the dance floor,
Holding on to you closely is all I could ask for...

The long walk of shame, all alone,
Feet pushing off the cement made of cold stone...

The Last Breath
He runs towards her, carrying a knife...

I remember last summer, about you and I,
How we were together, and I felt so high...

The rain outside, like the pitter-patter of feet,
Moistening my cheeks, as I walk along the street...

Trapped in the wake of a dream, I can't get out,
Stuck in the darkness as I cry and pout...

I guess this is goodbye, although not in my heart,
Said you'd never leave me, yet now we are apart...

This is the story, of an un-noticed girl,
No one heard her voice, no one cared in the world...