For the first time in my life
a true smile is on my face...

I am not perfect
it\'s time that you see...

When you look into my eyes
your thinking of her...

Moving on is one of the hardest things to do
but each day gets easier...

There is no friend quite like you
no one so sincere, no one so true...

The broken heart
A hearts broken...

My heart races
and my tears fall down...

The truth behind my smile
are the tears the freely flow...

Something deep inside me
tells me that you care...

Sometimes life seems empty
and not quit complete...

The dew rises from the petals of the red rose.
in the garden of flowers where true love grows...

It started in August
ended in May...