You asked me last night what I was thinking about
Which made me think about what I was thinking...

Good morning, Sunshine
Your breath may smell...

A seed, planted carefully by the hands of a child
Cared for with the most tender of gestures...

People always wonder what it means to love
What it means to know, everyday...

Ever since the day I found out
I've been numb to your touch...

Smoke encircles every memory I have
Because smoke encircles every memory of you...

My love
Is forever...

So many thoughts
Jogging across the highways of my mind...

She followed me home again today
Footsteps crescendo on the leaves...

Every second is our past
We live through it...

Sometimes I wonder if people understand
That not everything in life is plain black...

If only days flew
With wings painted white...