Stereo is pumping, drowning my cries
If only the music, could dry my eyes...

There was a time when i was born
I tried to reach the end...

Take a look into my eyes, when I look at you
Cant you see my desire? Can you feel it too...

American dreams,
You want it...

I didn't talk to you for a while
But once i did there grew a smile...

When the thing that hurts the most is the thing I...
How do I approach it without hurting you...

Have you seen the child I've lost?
She ran away, all at my cost...

My knife is a word from my enemy’s face
Piercing my body and soul...

December 22nd, in the still of the night
We slow danced in the moon...

Twas the night before elections
And all through the town...

Greasy, Oiley, But oh so good
Taste buds satisfied as they should...

When I hear your voice I smile
When I see you face I dream...