I was actually starting to believe
That maybe you weren't the same...

Crimson blood rose,
Yet the petals are dead...

When you look at a butterfly
It really looks paper-thin...

I remember your expression,
As we sat in the tall grass...

He promised that he'd catch
every tear that fell from my eyes...

This is a song dedicated to my boyfriend. well...
It might not sound like it flows, but it does in...

I secretly light a candle
every night in my room...

Yet again she hides away,
like a tree branch...

I tore up your picture today
and then held it in my hand...

It seems the scar opens,
as soon as it mends...

We all have our days
of sadness and sorrow...

Hey everyone, this is a song written by me to my...
Enjoy...