Look in her eyes
You'll see all she's holding...
Look at that honey, once more you're performing...
Should get a standing ovation for that splendid...
Gentle is the breeze,
the scent of sunflowers and jasmine whiff through...
I long and crave for him
while he just misses me...
Do you notice me the way I notice you?
Do you look at me the way I look at you...
There's no one to speak
No one to speak for us...
Descending into the depths of hell
Lord, wish me fair well...
They beg
Please just stop...
Lonely and hurt,
Broken I remain...
Age of six
He loved her so...