She sleeps with the lights off,
Cause she’s afraid of what she’ll...

She’s that kinda girl,
Who dreams of love and romance...

As the moon
shines down...

I’m loving you more
than I ever knew...

Its a feeling of comfort,
or the feeling of true...

The leaves
grow thicker...

As weeds grow taller
and snow gets deeper...

On a windy day
you hear the wind pray...

I’m over you of coarse I am,
stupid I was to let you slip through my hands...

She walking barefoot through springs cold river,
the icy crystal couldn’t make her shiver...

Tomorrow I can maybe tell you what I feel,
Tomorrow I can maybe move on...

There railroad tracks from long ago,
Modern cars pass on the road...