These days are endless
where we begin that process...

I am afraid
of what tomorrow may be like...

Here's to second chances
and late night silly dances...

If it's a fine line between,
love and lust...

There's a picture of you and I
lost between the pages...

And the words are falling out faster then a...
And I'm standing on the shore of my hometown with...

You, make my head spin
with all those lines...

I wake in the night
wrapped in the arms of a lover...

You are chaos and hell
You make me want to pound...

There is a light I see
following the sound of your voice...

It's Enough
You...

We lie wrapped in bedsheets
woven from our own mistrust...