What is love?
Can we ever really find the right words to say...

My dear little girl your still so young
with your whole life still ahead of you yet...

The sun is setting on the world,
the day has come to an end...

Shadows, twilight, darkness, gore,
moaning earth and howling winds...

His face is so handsome,
his eyes will draw you in...

Facing the world and all it's harshness,
fighting to find the peace in the storm...

People judging people
and never giving a chance...

The air is getting colder
with a bite now in the wind...

Siting on the edge of the river
with my feet hanging over the ledge...

It's one o'clock in the morning
and I'm sitting here alone...

I close my eyes and count my mistakes,
I know they outweigh the good...

Every time I try to tell you
just how I feel...