Two people so far apart,
not knowing each other...

The Fact is i never thought ild have a friend like...
therefore i never though about losing you...

If i could describe my self,
I'ld be that box in the corner that still isnt...

The Mirror is where she sits,
With open eyes trying to find something within...

Smashed people all around,
trying to find love in places not found...

The first time we meet,
a simple party of a relative...

I push you away coz im scared,
scared of falling inlove again...

The words break run around,
they mean to break something...

Your the skip in the record,
that stops me from moving on...

I wish i could be invisible,
run away and hide...

Boy i have to addmit it,
ive tried to say goodbye...

Shattered heart of my dismay,
Reminiscing about the past today...