Now the past is just another page in My Love history
And thats the only thing that can put me in my misery
With blood rushing out of my arteries to my veins
So what must i do? this sadness i can't maintain
i'll just cut-open my chest, and plant my heart 6 beneath
slick my wrist and let my blood slowly bleed
Because i can't bare this life of suffering for eternity
physically and emotionally , i'm deeply in agony
So lets wait and see if my Heart grows to a Tree
and if it does then,
Let the leaves be the pages of our memories
The stem and branches be the chapters of us
and Let my blood and tears be the ink-pen
Let the roots be my the deepest memories kept within
Remember there is no existence without our souls
I did what i have to do, and now i have utter my goals
Now i found the key to life, the key to paradise
i, forever now understand the Tree of Love Life
