A slowly burning ember
May extinguish into the night...

I still know your number by heart baby does that...
I dial the number into my phone, I can never get...

You're gonna be that wind blowin through my hair
You're gonna be everything that I compare...

I could write about new beginnings
And endings that were meant to be...

Perhaps true love does not exist
Perhaps love only brings pain...

I want to say I'll miss you
But your not mine to miss after all...

You might be small you might be big,
You may have helped and not known that you did...

What does a writer have to say
When the page is empty and white...