If only I could temper my wild flame
Pour cold water...

Black as night
My clothes I wear...

You are the balm
To my wandering soul...

As the knife slips between two ribs
You gasp with surprise...

I am a mystery girl
Nobody knows much about me...

The wind howled
Through the leaf laden trees...

Never let go
Of your past...

I am like those forgotten thoughts swept away
A ghost in the corner where shadows play...

Though you are still here in spirit
I miss you so much...

On that fateful day
It was horrible to say...

Heart racing
Hands shaking on the steering wheel...

I keep replaying
Scenes I swore I buried...