Alone in my room
Check if I am thinner...

Standing in my gown
Starting at the crowd...

Then One Day:
One day she saw something change...

A bird that flies no more
Exactly how I feel...

Waiting on our bench
I thought about the past...

I'm dying for that moment
When all my dreams come true...

When I'm with you, my insides start to melt
there's no perfect word to explain how that felt...

To write a perfect love poem
I don't know where to start...

I trust only that you'll leave
Like you did before...

I'll start from the beginning
When you were just a friend...

As I watched him build a fire
I felt so far away...

And the feeling of being alone
Whats the use of being perfect...