The day has come...
"June 11th 1996"...
More than...
I think about you...
This Is It...
This is it...
I love you...
Your gone...
You where my shining sun...
I turn off my light,
And close my door...
She looks into the mirror,
Used to what she is seeing...
They wonder why she cries so much,
But they don't see her pain...
T- Thankful that i have you now
R- i Regret nothing now...
Just let me scream, it might help. Since your not...
too help me calm down any more... Let me be free...
We've been to the top,
And to the bottom...
So white you can't see it,
But something you know is there...