So here's the story,,
Its being told...

It's time to face reality;
For we are a Prozac nation...

Trying to grasp the pain;
Hold on with grip so tight...

This room's spinning,,
With no remorse...

A rueful smile,
Plays on my lips...

I already know what it's like,,
To fall from a mountain bike...

How can three simple words,,
Crash her whole world...

The silent broken heart,
Beats without a sound...

So she saw me sitting here,
With tears in my eyes...

Broken Dreamz,,
Shattered Glass...

This is going to be,
An overly formal apology...

This special girl,,
Has a hidden world...