She thought she could believe in him -
He said their love was true...

Yesterday, a grave reminder of how true my love...
And how I want to be for you what my grandma was...

This parchment is starting to yellow
As my heart is beginning to blacken...

Never marked, just as a ghost
It's they - the kind - who pay the most...

"It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not...
If I could paint a picture...

I thought that you were gone for good,
Though not that "good"s the word...

We were inseparable,
The times we were together...

Little girl blue
Her heart, it's so bruised...

Value is so relevant,
Where you choose to place it...

Lay your head upon my lap,
And rest your eyes, my love...

When it hurts to even breathe,
And my life starts to unweave...

Waiting - such torture should
Never have to be endured; would...