Watching life through evil eyes,
You sit, uptight, and despise...

I don't know the truths, but neither the lies,
But none of them are able to heal the pain inside...

So now I try to pretend to be,
A someone who just isn't me...

Out of Reach, but I'm not reaching out.
Further and further away, but you're not moving...

This winter chills me to my core,
I walk this path as a hundred times...

Are we building bridges across these skies?
Or falling deeper within your eyes...

The fallen tree; once mighty has fallen,
Blighted and broken it fell...

And if I could find the words of youth,
And say them now as if a truth...

***Yes this is a story,a short one, if anyone has...
Gliding through the clouds...

How could I be expecting this,
A disclosed love, but deathly kiss...

And so it would seem, that these things here...
For that all that I feel is a dream...

So he's the cause;
For trouble and the pain...