Don't Hate Your Son
Just Cause You No Longer Love Me...

Treat me right
Act like I am made of glass...

I didn't need a potion
I didn't need a spell...

You say you love me and trust me so much more
But now she's back, and you say you love her too...

Chin up, eyes down, a smile so bright
Baby this is the life you've known...

Is her smile a lie?
Are those tears in her eyes...

Hold me tight an don't let go...
& Treat me like a fragile doe...

He's Something Amazing
But He's Not Mine...

Sprays Of Snow
A Frightened Doe...

A blade cold an glittering silver
Touches skin that doesn't shiver...

The tears have stopped falling
His name I've stopped calling...

Are these feelings true?
Am I starting to love you...