Waiting for justice
is just one of the things that stop you dreaming...

I must stop believing
that any day now...

Do not open this door
to the heart of a stolen life...

Once in a while,
when the rain kisses my anxiety...

You were determined to make a difference
to the empty feeling I felt inside...

No longer are we drinking out of the same glass,
we both now are lonely...

Lost in the moment of desperation,
she lost her will to remain alone...

She reaches out for yesterday,
wondering why she ever let you slip away...

I admit I feel alone,
pondering the right thing to do...

I never knew I needed you so bad
until you said goodbye...

She poured her heart out in the rain,
wondering...

Do you even read the words I write you,
when I try to make you see...