I
never know what...
I've given up,
twisted tween rock formations...
I saw her across a
field of sun...
I would like to take your serration
and run it over the tender part...
Sometimes in the quiet
slither of evening...
What is it
I'm afraid you'll see...
i don’t believe in happy ending;
i saw despair in your eyes...
Time is relentless;
The weight on my chest crushes my lungs as I try...
... like a blanket
made from cotton...
Just cry one more time and you’ll feel better;
That’s what I keep telling myself...
Helpless.
That’s how it felt to wake up and miss you...
It's very hard to hear
To you, your family bear...