Tear through the books
Read them loud and clear...

Look who's laughing now
Chuckle...

So she threw the phone under her bed
I screamed what words came out...

Love is a poetry not bound by words
It lives in the water where mountain streams go...

Walking through
an endless field...

Dance around the corner, kids
Sing the happy songs...

Say that life
Is unkind...

Can't get you out of my head
Just thought you'd like to know...

I know what it's like to feel low
I remember when nobody cared enough to know...

This midnight sun
Burns so bright...

Warmth of your hand
Intertwined through my fingers...

Morning flirts with the hills
Pink clouds behind the mountains...