My heart's in pieces
Like shattered glass on a beach...

The ocean crawls up to the sand beneath my feet
As a small crab runs by, scampering towards the...

Why do we always wish for
Things we can't have...

maybe when i'm dead
they'll talk to me in their dreams...

maybe when i'm dead
they'll talk to me in their dreams...

Why do we always wish for
Things we can't have...

I hide myself away
Like a knight in shining armour...

Could you hold me tonight
I'm falling apart...

It'll just be small cut
And then it'll all be alright...