Lord, my eyes have cried enough,
my heart has felt so much pain...

Who is this guy
that stands before me...

Every move i make
every step i take...

You hurt me
you bruised my heart...

I sit in English class,
not paying attention...

I sit and wonder
what it would be like...

The play
me in a satin maroon dress...

I sit here and stare
waiting, watching, hoping...

I sit up in my room
thinking of how my life...

Love is caring and understanding
a person...

If i had one wish
i would wish that you...

My life is all
pain and sorrow...