Everyday walking the halls alone,
how many more days can I take...

If only she could see
the passion burning inside of me...

Sad eyes,
and a tear-stained face...

Anger
Pain...

I hear them talking
about me...

My sweet angel,
surly a gift sent from heaven...

A simple dream,
can change my life...

The crescent moon,
tattooed to the black night sky...

Tears fall to the floor,
and shatter...

I wear my heart on my sleeve,
you can see it bleeding and broken...

I ask myself
who is that...

With her angel face,
she made me fall for her...