When I'm older
Ill leave...

Do not cry
When one is to die...

The sun was hiding
On one cold Monday morning...

I look at myself
and i cry...

Its the end of the story
cant go back in time...

Love is the feeling you get when you know you're...
And he loves you too...

The sun is hiding
on one cold Monday morning...

She gave herself away
to a man she'll never forget...

Sitting to the side of my sibling
my father was driving the car...

I understand why you hate me
I understand why we fight...

The carnival is finely up in town
people crowd the streets awaiting mayhem...

I'm throwing everything away
That reminds me of you...