We came so close, face to face,
A tear within her eyes...

I'm just me,
nothing more to say...

Wondering people,
Hearing voices of the past...

I look out the window.
The rain pouring down...

The screaming in the distance
Brought fear into my pale face...

Cold rainy nights or
hot summer evenings...

To know you,
Is to never be afraid...

To sit in the darkness and
wonder what will happen...

I am in it to win it,
This game we play...

A flutter of a butterfly's wing,
Is a simple maneuver...