Its sad... that she must deal with what I did.
I remember it like it was yesterday with 5 years...

Why when i told u i liked u more than u knew did u...
i told u how i felt hoping u would feel the same...

The birds are free to fly around
the voice is free to speak and sing...

Late one night.... nearly two years past, her last...
she sits alone....behind closed doors... begging...

Song re-playing over and over... She is hurt over...
the words of the song are little comfort... she...

Unable to breathe...
temporary pain reminding me i still live...

Just like him... its all come crashing down...
feel overwhelmed and lost...

Why do i care now that your talking...
you talk to her so much more in one day... than...

Stab! stab! stab!
Two days into the week and things have already...

The end of the beginning?
Did her death have a purpose...

There is a voice...velvety like the night..
it beckons to me...from inside of my mind...

Happiness
love...