Like a moth to the flame
i could never be the same...
My story begins
On the second of June...
When tears start to fall
I picture your face...
I cant stop,
I cant stop thinking about you...
I dont know what to say,
I dont know what to write...
Your smile is almost enough for me to run to you...
Embrace you for what I've wanted needed and havent...
Once again you were the target
Of my stupid ways...
Love isn't just a word
To toss around with ease...
I'm glad about many things
Things to make hearts sing...
She sitting up in her room
Looking out to the world...
I want to tell you something
Something Ive said before...
Close my eyes
and see your face...