The rose sits on the pedestal beneath the glass...
to keep it from harm...

As i walk down the path
of life...

You lay in the bathtub
as the water fills to the top...

You will know my true value
when you lose me...

Trust...
Trust, a bond between two people. Never take it...

I am sitting in angst
as i look as i look at you...

A silent scream
a deadly hollow...

Days when i feel i cant go any further
i hear your voice encouraging me to go on...

The masquerade masks
dance around my face in a blur...

My heart is ripped from body
taking with it my ability to love...

She stepped off the bus out into the city streets
Just a small town girl with her whole life...

Your reckless appointation
toward life...