I step on the shore,
One foot in the sand...

I love you both so much, but I love you more.
I love you enough to let you go...

I hold my hand out to you,
Waiting for you to take my hand...

Miles away from where you are,
Wishing you were in my lonely arms...

You lured me in with your charming laugh
And killed me with your smile...

You walk away from me knowing what you took from...
Is this your choice, or is it truly forced...

It began in September,
When the leaves began to turn...

Staring at the clock.
The bright red lights glare at me, yet hypnotize...

Our 'song' is the sound of rustling sheets...

I look at your photograph.
How shy your eyes are...

Like spanning branches, his words entwined
Into an awful, strangling vine...

O how your eyes shine in the dim moonlight
To awaken dreams within me...