Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
In my eyes your beauty has never gotten any older...

When I've finally closed my eyes.
And said all my goodbye's...

An echo of laughter.
A memory that is slightly blurred...

It all started with your smile.
After that it took me awhile...

You were there when I had nothing.
You gave me something...

I wanna be your reason to wake up in the morning.
I wanna be your one and only...

The four year old boy is covered in bruises.
I can tell he feels it's uselessness...

I wish I could make myself forget.
Everything that you won't ever regret...

Soon to be the prince he was meant to be,
I'll hold him up high for all the world to see...

They say that love is what you make of it.
But I have to admit...

Maybe some day, things will change.
Until then they will remain the same...

Your there but your not.
I hold onto what memories that I've got...