Standing out in the
harsh summer heat My...

I hate how you never leave my mind.
I hate it when you stare...

I want to be able to fly.
I want to soar...

For once I want to go forward
Instead of always going back...

All of this winds down
To what took place...

The day that the sky falls
And all the pinks turn to gray...

No one cares,
Why do you try, carrying on and such...

Into the woods
and through the trees...

Turn over the covers.
There, you'll see me lying...

The moon is out
And we're outside on the swing...

I can deal with your anger.
I can deal when you sigh...