One moment she feels fine,
The next moment she is lost...

I stare down at you, and watch you in pain,
you stare up at me, watching the grin on my face...

The first time I met you,
It was like judging a book by its cover...

In this world of the broken,
I could have fun...

Through the narrow black hole to my soul,
there lies the truth behind these eyes...

I have yet to shed a tear,
though I have lost someone dear...

The dangers of life;
wait around every corner...

As the pressure closes in,
I suffocate with panic...

Assuming that all is fine,
a common mistake of the mind...

Sometimes I feel like I'm alone,
although I'm not the only one home...

Her eyes are a pure soft green,
The window into her soul...

Each time I lose myself,
You always seem to find me...