Sometimes your name still flutters from my lips,
but only in passing...

Love is but a tear,
Waiting to be shed...

A captured soul never set free,
All deep emotions suddenly flee...

Blindfold on and the barrel loaded,
Each single day is another corroded...

I hold on like a child in despair,
Knowing someday you'll let go...

Lost in direction, a crossroads if you like.
Space engulfing any dream once dreamt...

I never thought I'd be here
In a battle against time...

She fell in love with a boy,
She fell hard...

If by Sunday, there is no change,
I wont anymore, throw myself on stage...

It makes perfect sense to just walk away,
But my crushing heart wants to stay...

I am the child in the mirror,
Looking back at the girl without a care...

The crown of thorns awaits
To rest upon this head...