Sadness is dark blue,
It sounds like rain falling down...

One day in June of the coming spring on my finger...

I long to hold your hand for awhile.
I miss seeing your face when you smile...

Can you hold on, or will you let go.
This is what I really need to know...

The time passes slowly when were apart.
For you someone who is dear to my heart...

Your the one I want can't you see?
I feel as if you are a part of me...

If I leave will the doors to the past close for...
Sometimes I want to retreat and go back to...

I am a believer
I wonder how I can believe in so many people...