My breath is gone
My voice is weak...

My tears have run dry
The salty trails stain my cheeks...

If you fall
I will be your cushion to land on...

It hurts when you make me smile
It hurts when you make me laugh...

The rose has such an uplifting effect on anything
Its beauty is unsurpassed...

A rose
Picked in vain...

I never knew what true happiness was
Until I found you...

If but with one look,
Could I steal your eyes...

He looks at her
And I see lust in his eyes...

She
She knew me before the chaos of life...