I lie down on the forest floor
And look up at the trees...
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I haven't forgotten you...
I went home to cry on my bed,
not a word to my mother was said...
Do what you wish with this,
For it can only be used once...
Cold and gray is the stone
Where my true love lies...
Feeling the raindrops touch down on my skin,
While walking at one of London's empty streets...
You're the reason
I'm doing what I am...
She was too pretty to be
But that was too much for God to see...
It doesn't have to be this way
I would be with you every day...
An emotionless figure sits alone in a chair
Personality of a robot, he doesn't have a care...
Beating heart bellow her skin
But feeling sweet sorrow deep within...
Walking Alone,
My feet on the moist grass...