The night is dark
And so is the room...

Everyday the same thing occurs
I let the tears run down my cheek...

It was that late December night that she met a boy...
He seemed really nice and a boy that shared his...

I hold my pillow tight
And wait until it is he in my arms...

Wouldn't it hurt
to kiss someones lips...

It's late at night
And no one is home...

I wan't to make love throughout the whole night
Caress your skin, kiss your lips...

A helpless soul trapped in the wrong body
A body sculpture intended to inevitably kill...

As Saturday night was approaching they talked...
And since she was grounded, she could only talk...

Sitting beside her bed
looking into the mirror...

*Love is wanting no more than that person
*Love is being faithful and true, not ever lying...

Being far from you is the worst pain
looking at the clock counting each second in vain...