The whirlwind came.
It swept me up...

The gentle breeze, tickles me face,
The wind is like you...

The silence is deafening.
It's such a scary sound...

I gave you every part of me,
You have everything that I hold dear...

Where do I go from here?
How do I pick up the shattered pieces of my...

It's funny,
How when I made fun of myself, you defended me...