Sweet sounds serenading the town folk
Music notes fill the open world...

31st of August 1888
Whitechapel...

I no this one aint gd but it sommet i had to...
I tried to hide my feelings for so long...

I have to keep rewinding the last six months
over in my head...

I lie in bed, I'm wide awake
Thinking of you so much heartache...

In a room of pure darkness i pick up my pen ,
my trembling hand wipes away the mascara stained...

This is for one of my best mates who gave her...
I saw the girl who feared love...

A smile on your face
Across my heart is the place...

Lights go dim
Hurt within...

Bring me to life
Revive my dead heart...

Ive been away for about ten years
I ran away because my dad I feared...

How did I think I could walk down this street?
With out you by my side, feeling incomplete...