Loud sirens all around
Nothing but the color white...

When i think of you
I think of our pretty face and beautiful eyes...

When we first met
I knew there was something about her...

Do you ever wonder if I think about you?
And if I do then when...

Confused is what i am,
unsure is how i think...

Is it wrong to stick up for what you know is...
No matter who the person is...