Tired, sleepy,
in my head...

It's cold on the streets,
out where i roam...

I know we fight,
We don't always get along...

Secrets kept,
held...

Why do we live?
why do we love...

A little ant,
all on its own...

My poor old heart,
it looks so blue...

Grey, cold, professional,
it whispers in her ear...

The sound of a falling teardrop,
breaks the long cold silence...

It'll be simple,
Just you and me...

I miss you right now,
I miss you so much...

How beautiful is the sunset,
upon an ocean blue...