Boarding that bus
Watching you leave...

I'm looking around
shocked I see...

I remember
making mud pies in the garden...

Things you love:
Nirvana...

Come here come here
she beckons him...

This girl is staring at you
You can feel her eyes...

Tangled up in you
with sweat slick on your face...

When I'm crying in my room
with this hurt in my heart...

Dear Lover.
In my dreams...

I'm like a fever
but I will never break...