I stand in the rain
wind blowing back my hair...
Trapped in this house
holding on to a dream...
A dozen white roses
for love and purity...
I used to know you so well
now i don't even know when your sad...
The school year is over
We're all out of time...
He puts his arm around my shoulder
and he whispers sweet "i love you's"...
I knew you would leave
it was an easy prediction...
Your not doing any good
by taking back all your stuff...
I waited for you
by the old oak tree...
These suicidal thought
crowd in my mind...
Sitting in class
my heart races with anticipation...
I've never found the right words
nothing seems good enough...