At the park is where it all began,
In love and messed around...

At first I thought I could make you happy,
But after what happened today...

Looking at my reflection,
I smile and think of my situation...

Love is a verge of being found,
There is something you can hope all around...

Today I watched the snow falling,
It reminds me of how I kept falling...

Intro:
Buses we ride...

In this cold, freezing winter time,
The only thing that gives me heat is the image of...

Each man has her own princess and queen,
Mine is different coz i call her my Goddess...

I don't know how to start this poem...
How about I'll start this with a line from a song...