Sometimes late at nightI lie awake and watch her sleepingShes lost in peaceful dreamsSo I turn out the lights and lay there in the darkAnd the thought crosses my mindIf I never wake up in the morningWould she ever doubt the way I...

I had to cry again. Its hard in this time, not like before, when the sun would shine and the wind would blow. No its different now. The clouds hide the light afraid of it reviling the world we live in, and I don’t blame it. I’d hid it...

The wind blowing through our hair Running wild without a single care Not alive yet not fully dead Seeing those memories have been running through my head That summer I fell face first No one thought that fall would be the worst...