Every once in a while
i look in a mirror...

Why do i like you
i always fall worse...

Innocent angel so not me
thinking of what used to be...

This little boy about seven
just starting second grade...

I had to hide the knife away
for fear Id start to show...

She walked to school just like everyday
doest think shes very special anyway...

Oh im asking your forgiveness
cause i dont know what to say...

First day of second grade
she makes a new friend...

What happens when i love you
is more common than hello...

Raindrops echoeing, breaking the silence
that has bestowed itself in the air...

A shutter runs down my spine
eyes tell no lies, so i close mine...

I guess nothing in life is perfect
but I was hoping we could be...