I miss your smell, your touch, your everything.
I put you on a pedistol...

Music is a mystery
It creeps into our soul...

You hurt me once
And I came back...

So i have this thing i do.
its called running...

I tell you I...
That is a complete lie...

You have the key...

Imagine you are driving in your brand new car
Imagine you have all the money in the world...

Every girl dreams of being Cinderella
Every girl wants to wear a pretty dress...

I get this strange feeling inside of me.
it's as if my lungs are running out of oxygen...

I love the way to spell my name.
I love the way you make me smile...

I want you to tell me that you love me.
I want you to tell me that you need me...

I didn't know that it was possible to miss someone...
but as i look throw old photos...