That highway seems so long,
So bare and so sad...
Spin her round and round
whisper her name in her ear...
The soft wind blow from the window,
The trees and leaves outside the classroom...
Every drop of hope once held
Drips from his fingers...
In a world that seems so fake
I know that you are real...
No. You guys can not ever try to understand.
You don't know what it was like holding her hand...
If I could turn back time,
I really want to bring you back to me...
A heroes cry is a heroes plead
He comes home and hangs up his gun...
My emotions are running wild, and my heart is...
You made me feel wanted and to me you always could...
Gray blends with black
a new sunset...
Sitting here awake at night
thinking about your struggling fight...
Watch the blood pour from my wrist
See as it drips from my fist...