Shes crying again--
And the rains pouring down...

Lust paints the way to peace of mind.
Leaving lovers far behind...

And who knew such a thing like this,
could bring me to my knees...

The promises held in your lies
fooled me...

I stood by the window.
Skies gray, the wind whispering...

Paint me a picture,
with colors gay...

Come and see a shattered city,
it shines of broken dreams...

Holding a rose-
a bitter taste lingered in her mouth...