The salt in my sweat stings my eyes
like when morning light shines too bright...

I keep calling
as I'm falling...

I'm always holding my breath waiting
for something better...

You can tell me my mistakes
and I will listen to you...

When I'm crying in my room
with this hurt in my heart...

I walk away
but still i hear you...

This girl is staring at you
You can feel her eyes...

Come here come here
she beckons him...

Things you love:
Nirvana...

I remember
making mud pies in the garden...

Boarding that bus
Watching you leave...

Anytime I hear someone
Say your name...