When i see you walk towards me,
my hart skips a beat...

When i say i love you,
do you really hear...

He walked through the corriors alone.
now that the other was gone...

I sit there,
not listening to the words being said...

Black.
The colour of Depression...

The dripping of the blood makes me gag.
it makes me quaseay...

She walked towards the church.
she hesitated in her step...

I silently sit,
watching you from my seat...

Us three in the back,
you two in the front...

I quiver as your soft lips touch mine.
i hold you close...

The words they are saying turn to ice.
they revolve in my head...