You make the music in me
it's so loud i can't think...

Lonely in this world, i sit and look out the...
waiting for something to happen, tho hope dies...

When we lie,it's because we want it to be true
So we make sins for something that we do...

Inevitably taking last sunbeams
so faded, barely alive...

I never heard the sound of his guitar
nor emotions in his voice...