When did I start to feel like this?
I no longer understand...

Pain is just an aftermath of an event,
Physical and emotional strains...

I walk down the pathway
through all the pretty tree's...

Sarcastic b a s t a r d, telling lies,
Black hair and brownish eyes...

Deciphering cloud 16
We own a cloud called sixteen...

My smile is turning down,
Though I laugh inside...

How does it feel if youâ??ve lost...
Your world, sky and hope...

Because there is always something there,
Through all our times and tears...

I watch the line form slowly,
As it leaves a long black trail...

Can I rely that you will be there?
Can I trust that you’ll really care...

So tell me, guide me, give me a clue,
Do you still love me the way you used to...

Heâ??s an angel in sight,
An angel? Yeh rightâ?Â&brvbar...