Isabella, I love You, Everything that I Can Do, The World Is Open To You, The Sun, the stars above, Its all for you, And all my love Isabella, I Love
Im down I believe in what, you believe in me, One word can hurt sodeeply, My truth is your fantasy, Cause Im a Fallacy of the Free, Fallacy of the
Like a beacon in the night, Has anybody really seen? The forest through the trees, And I still believe I love you, I love you, Theres hope if only just
eyes are kinder, Shes simple, not plain, not like the others, Safe in her isolation, She seeks greater things She is saved, Shes still so young, Just
Man on the corner, Asks me for a dime, Change for a drink to ease his mind, Whatever he was seeking, he didnt find, Contemplates the dreams that passed
all of your alibis, And you invented another one. You always needed someone to take care of you. Just another pretty face, with an attitude. Oh yeah Your yesterdays news, Just
If your heart is breaking, Let it break If its a mistake your making, Let it make When you look in the mirror, And you dont like what you see, Nothing
that werent shown Hearts get broken stones get thrown, Ill lend the thread, the tears get sewn, Sow the seeds of love, watch her grow, Let your arms fall, just
Its been a long lonely night, Its been a long, long, lonely night, Searching for something, That I just dont know, Its like smoke in a window, Its like
You left home to find a place, Where everybody understands, But you can hide your face, In a sea, of isolation Of isolation Anonymity brings a freedom
Sit back breath it all in, Everybodys leaving, I need to get my things, What do you mean, say it again, are you holding out on me? It doesnt go away
Will you sit with your Mother on the day he dies Will you try and sort over the how and the why & the days will never end so you try to remember him
He was born in a western novel When he came the windows were boarded up We never thought we'd see sunlight again His horses drank from our water His
A torn pair of jeans the necklace your father gave you that you're always touching on your 16th trip to the ward where I found you standing in defeat
Beneath the weight on my shoulders I carry around every day The lies I've told have been repeated & shuffled into my deck The way you always listen
A weeping willow girl dead on the inside you try to hide Fireworks at night light your bedroom You burn your fingers A tired little girl pulls her hair
When will the winter end? We've been breathing this heavy oxygen When the windows slide up towards the sky we'll know it's winter end When will the