The first may hurt but it's not bad
For afterwards it makes you glad...

It's been thirty minutes
But it feels like three hours...

Sitting alone, here at the beach
Thinking of you-so out of reach...

We know our lives pass
You won't always be there...

I watch you
sitting in the dimly lit corner of the room...

It's amazing how the inevitable is how it is
We think things could have been different...

Hurt me some more
I love it so much...

Long-kept letters from forlorn times
Moments of love, music, and rhyme...

Hardships come from day to day
This is the price we all must pay...

I sit here alone,dreaming of joy
Waiting for the day I might find it...

I sit staring out the window
Watching the rain that's pouring down...

For many nights I've kept it in
All the pain stored deep within...