I miss when your eyes were all I dreamt about,
Images that I never want to live with out...
I looked into life's mirror and I saw you
A perfect reflection of me...
So hard since our friendship was kept secret from...
It's sad that a stranger in my heart is what...
Camera See.
I use my camera, as an eye in my heart...
I hate it how you do this
come back n make me all confused...
Who Do I trust?
I come into this place thinking I have friends...
For Mary Cavagnaro
When you saw me...
Once again I sit here writing this,
And once again my vision blurs...
I don't want you to get mad at me,
For what I'm about to say...
The clouds are like cuts across the sky
Obscuring my view over the hills and to you...
Tell me what has changed
I cannot think of one thing...
We pass in the hallway as if strangers to each...
your eyes are cold and your presence is dead...