I halt my fears on
the chalk cliffs of my life...

Go farther than looks
seek beyond hints...

Wandering along the shores
of a wishful sea...

I came across a broken young tree
some how it sadly looked back, straight at me...

Within My Wisdom
Ancient dreams...

My heart is pumping sharp thorns killing my heart...
As sharp as snow feels while standing on;with bare...

You drift away like a mad wave
never knowing what you're...

Against the force of the current,
Happiness I seek...

I need you like I have never been in-need
I need you as I walk these shallow streets...

I want some warm rays for the days of December
and as silence gets colder I'd need a coat to wrap...

Love can irrigate smoothly the thirst of a desert
can be ignored, forgotten, but never forever left...

I might hurt you, make you cry
make you wish you want to die...