They call it Love...

I sail through the skies of regret,

Never knowing what to expect...

Running away to reality

I dream that I was somebody else just to learn to smile that day for you, but my heart whispered and told me, I was not happy for you, just broken

This emptiness leaves me weeping for someone,

Fly with me,

Fall with me..

Weight of the world

Weight of the world: When your heart is shattered into pieces and you are desperately trying to glue them back together, to get over him, ....to forget him, when he has the final piece in his hands....

Learning you loved

They call it a dream, I call it

Magical Reality...

You Can't Defy Your Fate

They wheeze past, I am afraid, that I just might fall and cry and nobody will stop or care...