Left is right, and right is wrong.
Let me be, don’t steal my song...

My soul needs a red rose, layered with love.
My body is dried and thirsty for you...

He loves me, he loves me not?
Is this plucking predicting your plot...

Seven the number of Christian folk,
And thus a blessed year...

Have you known my real name,
From the date of your birth...

Plant me in a a pot with stars.
And see my sunshine glow...

Can it be that after 13 years,
I need to re-introduce myself...

How foolish of me to hold onto the laws of...
Butterflies may be what it cause but only until...

Judge me for my lack of sentiment,
But see my believe in One...

You came into my life like mist in the sun,
Telling me you just want to touch...

Desperately cutting the birth cord from you all,
That allows your connections with me...

Sometimes I just wake with the taste of death in...
Stands in awe at the fact that I'm alive...