The morning sun sparkles,
across the due grass...

As a child, i longed for a brother or sister,
someone to keep me company...

When times are s**t,
just sit and think...

Eyes are beautiful,
Eyes are the key to your soul...

In the dawn of day,
the birds fly high...

Blades slice through me
like a knife through an apple...

I would like to drift
away from everything under a doves wing...

Love and hate,
Right and wrong...

I hold your heart in my hands,
I hold your eyes in my stare...

When i look into your eyes,
i see the hurt you've felt inside...

A clear blue sky,
The sun shining way up high...

It's a place of comfort,
Its a place to call your own...