If my lonely thoughts took shape
they would be like...

In my life theres mum and dad and then theres...
my mum is not my parent shes more like my local...

In the beginning
i had no clue who u were...

I miss his voice, his hair, his tuch,
i cannot say, for i miss him to much...

I sat there waiting for your call,
i sit there crying looking at our picture on the...