Pillows on a bed at night;
The moss sinks deep...

A dreamless sleep.
Cold lonely nights...

With yellow flakes of sunlight.
The bowl shimmers with...

Waves crashing
Upon empty shores...

You gave me closure
You helped me through...

He stands in front of me
I'm afraid to move...

I used to love my dad, you know
I see the pictures of my little arms wrapped...

She has the world at her feet
Everything she's ever asked for...

He was crippled
Dreams and hopes shattered...

He held her close
As she cried her eyes out...

He's the type of guy
To call me beautiful...

I can't keep doing this to myself
I miss you...