Rushing deeply into sleep
making sure that i wont weep...

Eight years has passed,
Since I seen you last...

Once in a while
I think back to the past...

I quit on everything,
that life has ever given me...

I'll Hide
I'll Hide...

This seems all like a magical dream to me,
Just too good to be...

Night:
laying on the floor of a pure white room...

Fragmented and afraid of what she lost,
Consumed with thoughts of what she's done...

If i ever had to choose
between someone else and you...

I am not the girl that you wanted!
i am way different...

What can i say,
when you cant even say nay...

Waiting to speak to you again
Thinking bout you while writing with this pen...