What is heaven?
is it where all the dead go...

You make it hard to believe
there's no such thing as perfection...

It finally sank in
As she fell to her knees...

Looking in her eyes
Is like looking into heavens skies...

I want to tell him how I feel
And i know he would understand...

Our time for fun has come to an end
Though it feels like it just began...

Night lifts up
the shades are pulled back...

You want to keep things separate
Until I am doing the separating...

I am more than the messes I've made
More than the causes I've lost...

I am nothing to be ashamed of.
I did not choose the method of my conception...

I know we don't always get along
I know we fight a lot too...

When I was young
You would always tell me...