Love,
a word people often use...

Why does the sun come up?
and why does it go down...

Only your bring out the best in me
that is true to this day...

I watched the sun fade
in that big red sky...

One day I got a letter
from someone I thought was lost...

The ice burns my skin,
but it's my heart that is cold...

The blood is fresh,
upon my skin...

Staring at the wall,
she sat on the bathroom floor...

The rain is pouring down,
the night is long and cold...

Her eyes swept through his,
a look of astonishment on her face...

Looking in the mirror,
What do I see...

It was the story of a girl,
rewritten a thousand times...