As I cry behind my apron the sweet aroma of onion.
does not compare to you...

I know its late
a stone on you window...

Just anther day, anther hour, anther minute...
love me, hate me, want me, live me...

I'm lost in your love but I haven't found you
My tears lie on my pillow not on your shoulders...

When I need you the most I cry
When I need you the most I die...

In the dark I lay
and the mark of love will stay...

I walk behind your washed up footsteps.
every step I make trying to turn back time...

Its been days I lost count fighting this battle a...

Its late, I know
but you lie wake to hear my nonsense...

The clock chimes twelve
it rains from your face...

The legacy of white lightning
On February 1, 2009 at 5:03pm...

You take my breath away
your kiss gives me air...