I found a thread from what I wear
And now I am in quite despair...

What does one do when love has lost its way
Where the only thing we share is the roof...

You shouldn't blame the mirror
It has done nothing wrong...

Autumn leaves that gently fall
And caught in blades of grass...

A get-together on Sunday past
Dinner eaten way too fast...

Greed will over fill
Carelessness will over spill...

I drift along the paths of night
The moon light glows and shining bright...

I often go to borrow books
From my library up ahead...

Physics has proven
Bodies fall at the same rate...

When first I fell in love with you
Was when I closed my eyes...

With perfect vision
One can still miss the target...

If love was like the weather
With four seasons for its moods...