As the wind brushes the branches,
the leaves of the tree fall...

In the first appearance,
of those piercing blue eyes...

Each time I see it,
I can't help but wonder...

If only I could share,
the pain I've been through...

Hypocrites are repulsive,
juding others based on appearance...

When I had nothing,
you made me feel guilty...

You broke my heart,
and did it so blunt...

You may see my lips smile,
never reaching my eyes...

There are many times I have thought of you,
but I never thought we would ever talk...

I did you wrong, that I know,
but here I am, don't let me go...

I need you now more than I ever could have,
because I have this feeling that I cant describe...

I wish I knew who you were
I wish I could see your face...