And so one can see me
standing here alone...

Life is a funnel,
constantly moving...

He saw her standing there
alone, insecure, and helpless...

Look from here to the rising sun
golden rays against the pink...

With a small piece of hope
a little bit of hate...

I take a long look around,
And all I can see...

Silence
A deafening reality...

A wish
Only a wish...

The silence is now
A deafening reality...

You're painting a picture
With me as the center...

My thoughts, dreams, and hopes
blowing away in the wind...

Wanting with passion,
Though hiding in fear...