I think of love as something kind,
love which never falls behind...

All this time it's felt unfair but this confession...
One night built on innocent cares caused too much...

Don't go home without me I say inside my head,
my hand's reach out while cold and red...

I pray for the sun not to rise,
the light will come and burn my eyes...

Once my life was but a dream
i try to escape this broken scene...

The turn of the century is where it lyes,
the truth that falls will never die...

When i think back to that time be for that time...
Your kiss was sweet unlike anything i felt i...

I walk through the world without your hand
i look to the sky as i lye on the land...