I've walked this place so many times before
dark and despair and nothing more...

Tear at my flesh
rip apart my skin...

I look fine to you who see me
seems as though all is well...

That quiet forest path
once again is tread...

You are the one that I so dearly love
I would traverse the depths of hell for you...

A quiet forest path
a lonely young girl...

Forever and for always Ill love you
whether it has been two months or two years...

O spoon, you are so wonderful
yet you are so overlooked...

A rose is wonderful to behold
and enchanting also to smell...

Some roses are red
some violets are blue...

Such a love had never been
for the whole world saw it as a sin...

Prom is so far away
yet it is so near...