Jealousy... Turning saints into the sea.
When you think of happiness, I hope you think of me!
In a world of black and grey I will take the steps that make me say "I won't be coming back here again."
Help me get from worse to better before these tears soak through my lonely letter.
Another sun soaked season comes upon...
I have no concept of things to come.
They say time heals everything, but I am still waiting.
What you feel is what you are and what you are is beautiful.
I will not let you say goodbye, and I am your reason why!