Dreams are the things we wish were true,
They contradict what we say and do...

I'm afraid...
Afraid to open up...

No matter where you live, anywhere in the world,
No matter how much you have, or can't afford...

Friends parted,
Parents pass...

I love you so,
I love you not...

Answer me this, is it wrong of me...
to dream of something that could never be...

As I smoked the day's first cigarette,
laughing at the past...

I am nothing,
Nothing but a silhouette...

I prayed and asked God for a simple flower,
he sent me a bouquet...

There once was a girl that was trapped In a well,
she was thrown in a hole and hoped to have gone to...

Your tears are red,
but you eyes are blue...

Another day just wasted away,
away... oh what a way...