Stinging eyes,
over-burdened cries,
cutting through tension like a knife.
No more lies,
it's time that dies,
That's not how you wanna live your life.
you want to see the world
in all the colors that it holds.
No more black and white for you,
no more feeling cold.
you want to feel the world
with all the warmth it brings.
you want to scream out loud,
you want to forget some things.
Darkened skies,
when no time flies,
forgetting who you really are.
When someone dies,
you resort to lies
to cover your unfading scars.
You want to forget your entire past,
nothing good ever comes from memories.
You hate fairy tales for the simple reason
that life never has a happy ending.
You want someone to know you're there
without having to scream to catch their
eye.
You want someone who seems to care
and holds you while you cry.
Something's in my eye . . .
I blink, but it's still there.
I know that you will be alright,
life is never fair.
You are in my eye,
I can see you fighting back the tears.
You will be alright,
no matter what . . . I'll be here.
over-burdened cries,
cutting through tension like a knife.
No more lies,
it's time that dies,
That's not how you wanna live your life.
you want to see the world
in all the colors that it holds.
No more black and white for you,
no more feeling cold.
you want to feel the world
with all the warmth it brings.
you want to scream out loud,
you want to forget some things.
Darkened skies,
when no time flies,
forgetting who you really are.
When someone dies,
you resort to lies
to cover your unfading scars.
You want to forget your entire past,
nothing good ever comes from memories.
You hate fairy tales for the simple reason
that life never has a happy ending.
You want someone to know you're there
without having to scream to catch their
eye.
You want someone who seems to care
and holds you while you cry.
Something's in my eye . . .
I blink, but it's still there.
I know that you will be alright,
life is never fair.
You are in my eye,
I can see you fighting back the tears.
You will be alright,
no matter what . . . I'll be here.
