Many times in my life,
I've thought about packing up...

With a delicate scroll,
Slim neck and waist...

In the dark, and in the light;
Across the seas, and across the deep...

Why did you say, "I love you,"
If you never really cared...

A little flower
was all he gave her...

Wise eyes older than her years,
They have seen more than most...

Describing my love for you,
Is the hardest thing ever to do...

You taught me how to laugh again
And gave me back my smile...

Peaceful thoughts, slip into her mind,
As she looks around, remembering, for one last...

My life is like broken stairs.
Its dirty, and destroyed...

From the very beginning,
You made me laugh...

Even if it's fake,
Right now I don't care...