As love starts to blossom
through the air...

When times get hard
like how hard they are now...

We are such good friends
that you cant deny...

Life is a funny thing;
with life there is death...

So here i sit
so alone and confused...

My patience is starting to run thin
i clench my fists in hope...

I look beyond that pain
the tears in which she drowns...

Trust me when i say this
because i mean every word i say...

Once upon a time
I thought i knew pain...

Actions have consequences
some more notable than others...

Breaking old habits
is harder than it looks...

Maybe there is hope
in this big wide world...