My cheeks were burning
My heart was beating...

I know in my heart
Love is regretful...

I see the girls
And the boys...

My care
My worry...

Of tales of love and hope
There is not one that I have favored...

The silent voice
The chosen choice...

As the delirious game passes by
The pieces move forward only an inch...

Futile is my trials
I've traveled too many miles...

Amid the trees of autumn's fall
The blazing red of fire's wall...

Meet me at the end of my story
So then the prying eyes cannot find us...

Can life continue?
Can it go on...

The world is a funny place
Full of riddles and mistakes...