When our eyes meet
your love overtakes me...
Nows my chance to let you know
exactly how I feel...
I really am so sorry
How perfect it would be...
Seasons come and go,
but it's always the same for me...
They say that love lasts for a moment
then naturally fades away...
Icy extremities chill chambers
That once they set alight...
The years pass
too quickly now...
When I think of you,
I think of the color purple...
Its not that I don't like seasons
but I hate the way...
Like a venomous deep descending rain
Pouring over all who temper with insanity...
Reminiscing on our love,
I recall the day you came home...
She takes her stubby pencil of red,
desperately tries to show the tears she shed...