I've heard many stories,
I've told many lies...

Look at their faces,
Plastered on the front of news papers...

When all is lost,
Trying to find the misplace...

As i sit and stare,
With nothing to say...

I stare up high at the clouds above,
seeing the shapes they made...

I run to the feet of my problems,
I hide away from the sun...

Sometimes its rainy,
when you\'ve got your eyes fixed upon the ground...

Dedication to a special friend.
You held my hand...

I wish i could really tell you how much i cared,
or feel the raindrops like in the air...

When just yesterday,
i thought we were okay...