Pain streaming through my head
god this isn't fun anymore...

I'm more then just some pretty face,
more then just some body to caress...

Sitting in my desk
head down on the text...

Sitting here killing time
waiting for the class to end...

Strange thoughts run through my mind
all just to waste time...

I ran into her
She lay there on the battle field...

It's A Long Trip Alone is playing from the radio
She knows what she needs to do...

The pieces of my souled
are scattered around your heart...

Standing there in her black wedding dress
with blood red lace for trim...

Writing to you my love
these feelings are so true...

I am happy
to put it simply...

Waiting for the day
you tell me that you love me...