I waited for you for as long as I could,
but the rain fell cold and I had to leave...

Hey beautiful, could you let me know what I did?
Because you're looking at me like I'm so stupid...

Blue light swings to the right,
And red swings to the left...

I hate the way that you make me sad,
and all the pain you've put me through...

Sometimes the way they'd look at me
would tend to drive me crazy...

Like the tide, these words mean nothing,
but carry so much power...

I can never be home when I'm not with you.
There's no other place worthy of that name...

And I write from the heart,
because it's the prime part...

I fight to keep the words inside,
to let them turn, and to burn alive...

So who are you,
in this dark recess of my mind...

How can I begin to express how much I never knew
the pain of being left behind; the hurt I got from...

Her lips were the color of cherries
and I'd touch them with my finger...