I thought you were kind
I thought you were sweet...

My breath is gone
My voice is weak...

A tear
runs...

Remember those days
When we'd write every summer...

It seems not long ago
That I ran down halls...

Tightly, tightly hold the sand
Don't move your fingers...

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

Their eyes transfix on my beautiful jewelry
Of saphire blues, fiery reds, and pearlescent...

Another disappointment
I'm left in the dirt...

I remember when you were the child
I tried to protect...

I wish I could tell him
The way I feel...

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