Soaked in this wide spread ocean
i bathe in my tears surrounding...

Sometimes i just wonder as the world flies by me
sometimes i want to be the one that can fly...

Like an old school desk
my heart left scratched and scarred...

I was vulnerable and you knew that
me, a lost girl you saw...

As i crawl to my room
to weak to stand...

Crying again, i hate this
the flowing stream never ending...

Walking down this lonely track
this dusty dirty road...

Its so hard to understand
how you caused so much destruction...

The season of good will they say
my favorite time of the year...

Ever felt as if you're all alone
although people are all around...

I don't want to ignore you
although i should i know...

Why do i have to pay
when will i find a way...