Tis but a voice that I remember
Inside the mind I see your face...

I'm just a frog on a lily pad
Sitting in this pond...

All That's Left of Me
By: Twisted Heart...

With paper here in front of me
My pen is poised, I watch the clock...

I jumped in the pocket
Of a hopping kangaroo...

Cast your eyes upon the horizon of untruth
Embrace the deprivation of you pirated soul...

From which direction do they come
And when they fall, where do they land...

A dream of love and chocolate kisses
Fairy dust and tender wishes...

They come and sit upon the bench
Some old, some young, some in between...

Was it not just yesterday when I held you in my...
When your favorite breakfast was a bowl of Lucky...

When the heart is only a beat in the mind
Of the one that has left it broken in two...

Into the depths of darkness
I sadly walk alone...