Just like an angel from the sky
you dropped,falling falling by...

I'll be the one,
at your door in the rain...

Looking in your eyes,
watching the day go by...

I believe that there's a hero in all of us..
whether it be giving someone money...

The past can be such a terrible thing to think...
It can break you down and make you weep...

I can't help but cry my eyes out and that's...
I can't run from this pain the loss of you...

So tired of staying up all night...
With sleepless thoughts...

This was my glass heart on a string.
These are your tags next to the mood ring...

I haven't written in awhile so it's a little...
People take it for granted every single day...

Memories of the fun times we had,
Memories of the silly times we were mad...

Like a broken movie projector
memories can play over and over...

Under the milky twilight
laying under the dark sky tonight...