Remember the way he laughed and talked
remember the way he danced and walked...

They hold hands,
taping two worlds together...

When you look at a butterfly
It really looks paper-thin...

It seems the scar opens,
as soon as it mends...

Crimson blood rose,
Yet the petals are dead...

I was actually starting to believe
That maybe you weren't the same...

We all have our days
of sadness and sorrow...

Mommy's eyes start to fog up
I'll never forget that sad day...

She leaned on him
when she felt down...

I walked with her in the park. Her loose jacket...
Mathew knew that Rosella and him were quite...

As I hear the music thumping,
I very slowly count to five...

I remember your expression,
As we sat in the tall grass...