How much more do I have
to miss you in order for you...

Lull me until I fall into the
Arms of your world...

I drew a plan and I settled
down, I think I have everything...

Robust,
where the looks in your eyes...

Born in the desert just like a sandstorm,
pulling every inch of strength to strike...

Call me sensitive;
but to me it's a disease...

I would be wiping your
tears, laying beside you...

September, just take me
away with you, don't leave...

Yesterday you missed me,
but today I miss you, I am...

I'll leave you my scent with the last hug
just before I step out of your doorway...

Pouring salt on
an open wound...

I thought your picture was burnt
in my eyes but I was wrong. Never...