I've fallen for you,
baby I'm sorry it's too late...

My life,
is so much like a poem...

Maybe it was all just an illusion,
Maybe I'm just commiting an unwanted intrusion...

Release me from my fantasy,
Take me out before I drop...

A step into the cold breeze,
and suddenly reality hit me...

Trustful wings I bear,
with deep resent as to why I cared...

So you told me,
what I'm doing is wrong...

I'm sitting on the side walk,
hoping you'd look at me and start to talk...

Isn't it ironic, how sometimes you seem to run out...
Even though my thoughts sink...

What's the point in living for,
when your're eventually going to die...

I have a confession to make,
and this is all for your sake...

You really did seem perfect,
you really did seem enough...