The wind rushes pass me
Tears come to my eyes...

Today is a special day
I’m turning fourteen...

When I look at the sky
When I think of you...

I’m tired of people
Who think life sucks...

As I look at the sky
Darker then coal...

I walk under the rain
In the long streets of Paris...

You use to make me happy
Make me smile all day...

Is this really over ?
Is this really the end...

Love is just a word
But it’s also a feeling...

When I sit in my chair
Wishing you could stay...

Sitting on my chair
Memories coming past...

I really can’t believe it
What’s happening to me...