Upon my grave lies not a rose, for none remember my name,
And on the headstone are written the words, She died for her love in vain.

All ways waiting for my knight and shining armer to come around riding a nice white horse

When other little girls wanted to be Balletdancers,
I kind of wanted to be a Vampire

I am the dreamer with soft, pure eyes
Who sings the sweetest lullabies
No one hears me, but I hear my dreams
I am possessor of the peaceful sleep

When sorrow sleep he dreams of you... he has never had a nightmare

These feelings that she hides are hidden no more.
On her arm they are always worn....

A dare devil is someone who trys and makes life fun and crazy

How do u know this world aint hell

A fantasy is all the thoughts thats been waiting to come out

Fantasy aint a dream... its what we want most