Please, please don't hurt me
To many pains have cursed me...

Her hair blew though the wind as she felt her lips...

Sometimes I wish I could stop pretending...

Little bed I sit on you
Little bed I stare...

Race is an excuse
A fine line that defines us...

Rewind back to that memory
fast forward through this one...

Be my little sunflower baby
My little darling maybe...

My eyes sink to your level
I stare at your body...

I used to stare up to the sky
Used to cry...

Trust in me when your soul is weak
And you want to break down and cry...