Behind every story, between every line
the answer is repeating...

What you interpret it as. a mirror only you see a...
You feel no pain, and im surrounded by broken...

Conformed to this feeling
a heart drownding in questions...

Eyes dont fall deep,
with pictures of beauty...

This way and that,
both move in rapid silence...

For every tear that you might cry,
ill be with you to make every tear slowly dry...

No friend could ever compare
to that one lonely girl...

You cant deny that feeling,
of walking on by love...

Its not the first time, it wont be the last
her future her passions dont bother to ask...

Her heart drops and she cant deny
every thought of him swifts and dies...

Clearer then what she saw
was the unlasting love that would eventually fall...

Her heart drops
she feels it again...