If I can be that tattoo on your
chest carrying me so close to...

I've heard those words
being said over and over...

I'm still struggling to remember
the moments we once shared...

Tell me when did it really start ?
Tell me if you still hear my heart...

When I can no longer bear
the ache of agony and despair...

Oh Mama hold me tight,
tell me its all in my head...

I am guilty of
being addicted to your...

I hated that I only got to witness
the real you under the mask of...

Today I got to see the
colors of your sunset...

You grew your fears inside of me
just like my fear of butterflies...

I felt your presence in places
when I was sure I was all alone...

The sun may shine
And birds may sing...