Multicolored tears stream down
A face so filled with innocence...

He is a musician and she's just his fiddle
Their music produced is simple and sweet...

A girl walked slowly down a solitary road
Humming softly as she knelt to the earth...

It's a beautiful indifference,
The innocence a child holds...

I hate the way it hurts inside when you refuse to...
I hate the way my heart beats slow when I remember...

I hate the way it hurts inside when you refuse to...
I hate the way my heart beats slow when I remember...

Tears streak my face as I fall to the ground
I cannot hold myself up, I’m too weak...

With trembling hands and constant tears
I fall on the ground tonight, to hand you my pain...

Look at me! I am such a lie
Scream at me, as I cry inside...

A spring breeze flows so gently
Breathing life into soft, fresh flowers...

When I hear his name whispered
my heart rate spikes insanely...

There is a boy I want desperately
To see greatness in me...