I love you and I'm here to stay,
that is what you always say...
I miss the times we\'d talk on the phone
And the times we said we missed eachother and felt...
On an old home place in the hills.
There are violets and daffodils...
Spread out to the sky,
Clouds seeping in my eyes...
To my dearest Ryan.
I fought so hard for you...
The walls come closing in...
They are not gentle and do not wait...
The beat of
the butterflys wings...
We were walking
along the edge...
You stabbed my heart,
with the sharpest knife you could find...
I can sit here and write about how lost and alone...
but it'll only get me nowhere...
There will come a day when,
as you lie in a drunken slumber...
Is it because I'm not afraid to say
Exactly how I feel...