I didn't know how to handle
This thing called love...

Soft wind breeze,
swaying of tree's...

I think I miss him
Is it true...

You did it again
My life just became thin...

It's something that's natural
It's something that's true...

Pre-Algebra is complicated
P.E isn't educated...

Fingertips to fingertips
The taste of your soft lips...

Looking at you,
looking at me...

Brain dead,
a virus has spread...

Dancing in the rain,
damage on my brain...

You know you have a friend
When they have a hand to lend...

I found some one
Yes I did...