Friends are there to help you out,
Friends are there.. that is no doubt...

I await the time untill we meet,
The thing I'd do, is like to greet...

I am only young, yes it's true,
But you'll never know, what I've been through...

I can not explain what I want to say,
But for these things.. you can not pay...

I love your feel, I love your touch,
But the thing is, I miss you too much...

I hear a voice..
In my head...

Just a minute of your life,
A minute with out a knife...

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate...
It is our life, not our darkness that most...

Our pasts are not that great,
Our pasts are not our fate...

As I gaze upon the gleaming stars,
I see myself, behind the scars...

When I'm feeling down,
I hate to frown...

I miss you when I'm talking to you,
I miss you when I'm not...