My thoughts roam around
Never settling on one subject...

I wander the city
Feeling the rain hit me...

I felt my tears falling down
I felt my blood pooling around my gown...

I've begun to hide it well
Now only a few of them can tell...

If I had a drop of blood for every tear I'd ever...
If I mixed them all together...

I crawl my way through broken glass
I'm looking for that open door...

I hear it coming closer
I feel it's presence there...

When I looked to the stars for some kind of answer
It began to rain...

I hear it in my head
It tells me to do things...

I want to die
As I feel your presence...

What if I said we could be us again?
Would it honestly matter...

Which of me do you see?
Do you see my smile...