So here we go again
Reminiscing sweet memories...

Style is imprinted on your hand
Experience in your voice...

She loves him partially in pieces to be exact
She likes and i mean "likes" him for his...

Dates don't mean anything in this empty room
And i stooped reading the letters...

I allowed the knife to pierce
And the walk i should of taken...

Great things whisper around you
Your a fountain of ideas and words...

The red curtain didn't hide much, but the obvious
Subliminally we all knew...

You made smiling a habit
Cause every time I saw you...

Opening my mind like a book
Surprising me with every look...

I wouldn't say I see my reflection in you
But rather a similar way of habits...

Pure thoughts are born
Through your sight alone...

Separating emotion and ecstasy
And then I was able to "be&quot...