Often times a scorn appears
While wondering of dreams...

I am so alone
Why can't they hear my cries...

Time stood still
The wind stopped blowing...

The beauty of a summers day begins
Watching the bright,morning sun rise...

You tell me that I am the one
But you won't even look at me...

Love is like magic and will always be
For love still remains life a sweet mystery...

Take away the sunshine
Send down showers of rain...

I âm empty inside, I don't know what...
I âm lonely, stumbling through life...

How do you expect me to cry for you?
just because we;re saying good bye...

Remember that field by Johnson’s farm
The one with all those Wildflowers...

Love is a fire, a flaming desire
It leaves no soul untried...

What is this that I feel
burning at my eyes...