People sit there,
they sit there and they just watch...

All my life which,
which has been a good eighteen years...

If anything happens,
would you still love me...

If You changed your hair,
I would tell you i liked it...

I once answered most,
most of your questions...

As we all know we all
had Imaginary Friends...

Foot steps along the beach
drift into the open seas...

I sit here on the phone,
with the one I love...

It just hit me
that I only have a few days...

Our lips touch each other
I just cannot stop...

I have never met,
met my little brother in real life...

Everyday I sit next to you,
just talking about random things...