When you skies are a bit grey,
And your heart a little down...

You come home from school,
A day gone perfectly fine...

She sits there with the knife in one hand
This is her friend, and with her it stands...

She sits there alone in the night crying
The rain mixes in with her salty tears...

Crying myself to sleep is the easiest way,
To let out a few tears now and then...

Once upon a time over hills of green, and above...
This girl was depressed, always crying and never...

Looking deep into a girls heart,
You'd find secrets and lies...

One explanation
For my beating heart...

Love is the passion no one feels the same,
It feeds the fire in our inner souls...

Maybe later, the pain won't feel so deep,
Maybe later, I'll be able to go to sleep...

Hidden in the corner of my room,
Sits a book with pictures from the past...

Teardrops from the darkened sky,
Glide down the window pane...