Waking up ahead of Mr. sunshine, though,
he still lights up my spirit with kisses...

I wish I had someone to call my own
Someone to hold...

When I think about you, and your beauty,
I think of angels...

This be quite a story,
Of ten frightful beings...

Angels have been vanishing
No one knows where they have gone...

A chest is something for all ages
For adults, it is something to store relics to be...

It is winter
It is early in the morning...

It’s getting harder everyday
To keep my tears at bay...

A long time ago
A girl liked me...

We stand there, in a forest
Late at night, or is it early morning...

Everyday, as I walk into school
I see you there...

Some have beauty for a shot time,
But yours is always there...