Even as my heart aches.
It's always open to new mistakes...

I wrote you along time ago
About the dry and hardened snow...

My hate your hate
It's always too little too late...

The black on my cheek
My face you'll defeat...

Hope is white snow falling on an emerald green...
Or a ripple on the surface of a sun drenched pond...

I do not want to give up on humanity,
But humanity has given up on me,and...

In a small world
Full of big lies...

Down deep inside
Nothing can fill...

I thought long and hard
About the things I'd say...

With heart ripped open
And hope against hoping...

Have you ever dared to look into the heart of the...
Or the eyes of the sun? If not then you know not...

Low and high
Through fields unplowed...