I leave you a note with a cross for a kiss
Don't forget about lunch this you can't miss...

There are times in life
Where it throws you a curve ball...

This is a love story about a crystal and a quartz
He was very fond of her and decided they should...

I have an old desk, ever since I was ten
It was a present from my mum, as well as a pen...

This needle, I cannot thread
With the string, that I just fed...

I still trace the steps
To the night when we met...

I walk down the river, where we used to go
We'd sit on those rocks and watch water flow...

There's no point to complain
All you do is start again...

The longer I wait, the more I will lust
No matter how you're making time stand still...

It's something that you cannot change
But foresee it in your mind...

We are not a match
Yet whenever there's friction...

Was it the light in your eyes that reflected on...
Was it the way that you smiled as if you stopped...