I have had,
guys in the past...

Your perfect because every thing you do ; makes me...
because every second spent with you, is worth...

Laying
with my ear pressed against your chest...

There's nothing more that i could want,
now that i have you...

Difficult though it may seem,
yet ever perfect in my dream...

This is the last time I'll cry,
last time to remember...

Love is:
what makes a weak man brave...

I sit here
listening to myself...

Tail lights
beaming through the windshield...

You told me you'd love me forever,
and I suppose that could be true...

We fly through the trees, across the sky
a place i like to go...

A name in the sand will never last
the waves roll in, too high-too fast...