A hope
a tear
a dream
a fear
a lonely wish...
that you were here.

I wished upon a shooting star
That I could be right where you are
But now I know without a doubt
My shooting star must have burnt out.

Ask me why i let myself drown in the tears that you've made me cry, and i'll simply turn my head and say, "i did it all for you."

Our love isn't just a feeling. It's a way of life that i've become accustomed to. Take your love away from me and my way of life would be shattered.

I asked you not to turn your back, i hoped you would be true, but now i know that this is done, and, hey, i'm OVER you.

When will the world stop turning?
when will my heart stop yearning?
when will the young stop learning?
when will my eyes stop burning?
((frOm aLL tHe |t|e|a|r|s| that
you've made me ~c.r.y~))

Each time you walk away from me i cant help but shed a tear, wondering why you left and praying you'll come back.

Each time you come near, my heart gets a little bit deeper, my love a little stronger, and everything else that i have seems a little less important.