Not a day goes by when I'm not thinking of you
You're so beautiful...

As I walked across this bridge of dreams
I see such wonderful things...

A great battle has taken place
The battle of the age...

I am walking in a cemetery,
And as the snow falls...

As I speak to you,
You say naught...

What to do now,
Where do I go...

Here's a quick story,
Of the Seven Deadly Sins...

I should of known better and turned back
Then to play pretend with your paper heart...

It seems as though you're actually trying,
To reconcile us...

Isn't it marvelous?
How something so diminutive...

Here we are,
Fuking around again...

For you and only you would I give up everything
Whether it be significant or no...