All that I see is this clever ending Whenever I read all I do is compare my story to yours Skip to the last chapter because I know the conclusion. what would it take to make these blank pages complete?
I saved these poems to let you know, how much you mean to me, they're hidden in my heart I sing these notes to let you know, how much you mean to me, they're from my heart
I open up to you, why don't you respond?
I'll say the words to direct illusion you admire You'll be suspended in the air like ashes from a fire
No matter where you are No matter near or far I'll find a way We don't have to hide ourselves from weakness
I open up to you, why don't you respond? Why can't I get to you? You're all I have left.