Falling on the ground so cold,
These childish feelings are growing old...

Hush child,
They are coming while you sleep...

You told me to write from my heart, so here's what...
Is it still worth it...

Lying in the September sun,
I watch, over me, the black birds fly...

We've gone and messed up again,
Now we're yelling and screaming...

With her skin deadly fair,
And her step as light as air...

My eyes peer out to the world surrounding
me, but they don't understand a thing...

I'm far from being a princess.
No frog I kiss will ever become a prince...

The world seems so cold without you,
Even the Sun can't warm my heart...

My best friend and worst enemy,
My frail and weak paper doll...

Why do you try and open me up?
Can't you see that I'm a locket...

What would you do,
If we could spend one night together...