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...

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

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

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...

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

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...