The empty buz inside my head,
Helps me to realize I'm not dead...
A cold chill comes and finds me in the night.
Startled, I wake up with quite a fright...
Somewhere within my heart,
Lies a piece that is not broken...
When I fall asleep at night
I picture your arms round me tight...
Love, why must torment me so?
Leave me so I don't even know...
Missing you is like a spell
It makes it so I'm never well...
Colors in my hair
There is something magical...
Telling the truth hurts so much
Yet lies do not work either...
Some may ask me who I am?
I reply, "well who are you?"...
Sometimes I think I see myself, then I always look...
I turn from the shattered glass and...
Inside me lies a song bird
Sometimes I hear it sing...
Something inside me burns for him.
I want to go there on a whim...