I think i have forgotton
all the times i have tried...

I love you
Is the words i repeat to myself...

Writing is my passion
Life and music are my inspiration...

I used to feel so strong
That nothing would go wrong...

I grew up thinking of you
You found out once how i felt...

I see a distant figure standin in the mist
as i am strolling up the alone pathway...

As i stand watching
As i look around for you...

I knew she wasn't good for you
But you were so happy...

I might be young
and not know what it means...

Why do i love you?
When your not even mine...

As i look into the mirror
I see a girl feeling distraught...

Its been a long time
and i think i'm feeling better...