Take me back to yester year,
Before all the boys and lies...

This emotion that I'm fighting
Is gaining all control...

The nice guys don't often get credit where credit...
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast...

Why do we make promises
And set emotions in stone...

Hearts would be repairable.
Unique would be acceptable...

I wish I could take away your problems
And make them my own...

Ships dock in many ports
And depend on iron anchors...

Where was my prince charming
On his swift and gallant steed...

On days when you are lonely
And this burden you can no longer bear...

At times life makes no sense at all.
This I did not expect...

For the first time in what seems like forever
I cried real tears of pain...

Deep inside
These wounds I hide...