The rush in my blood
from a touch of your hand...

I love this boy
But my mom disagrees...

I don't know how to tell you
Or if it's even true...

Why am I not happy?
Why do I feel so weary...

I silently cry myself to sleep
after whispering your name to myself...

I like to hold your hands
Knowing with you my life would be grand...

Music in my veins
Blood on my mind...

Walks the halls
Shoved against lockers...

Two little mice
Sitting on a stump...

I'm walking down a long dark road
A road with no lights or no one to hold...

We had something special
Till one painful day...

I'm painting my walls
Want to help me...