The first time you took my hand,
as your fingers slipped in the gaps of mine...

The jealousy could make my eyes green, It could...
But I wouldn't let you see it because I pretend...

She sits and waits, with ivory skin, jet black...
She likes to be invisible, the room corners are...

I don't know which way to look, to turn,
I feel my insides knot and my heart begin to burn...

So she must have heard him coming,
Racing up and down the stairs...

She might be screaming, cursing and shrieking.
But all for attention...

So he embraced her.
Nothing could seperate them...

He showed me the sunset sky,
I sat in his arms, from day to night...

The Moon, cascading over her face,
She bows her head, her heart begins to race...

Would you miss me? Would you notice? Would you...
Would you care? Would you mind? Would you even...

My heart begins to skip a beat,
My face begins to glow...

Just the days; the months, they count down to...
Just the time; the tears the words and the fears...