Summer sun drifts away
Autumn leaves start to decay...

What makes a word a word,
Who came up with it and gave it meaning...

Here I am again
Reminiscing old memories...

Here I am again
Reminiscing old memories...

My head spinning
Thoughts getting fuzzy...

This is my heart it only beats for you
Nothing in this world or heaven can make it untrue...

Skin untouched by sun or the passage of time
Long and flowing waterfall of blonde hair...

Black and white is easy
No shades of grey and this pleases me...

The trigger changes
The reaction stays the same...

You fight and bicker behind closed doors,
Take this picture and paint it over with the...

Nothing better
Nothing worse...

To hear a butterfly sing,
You need only be silent...