They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."

the roses are dead
the violets are too
if you want to join them
i'll come with you

Trying to get
over someone
you never had?

Yeah,
that's the worst
kind of struggle.

B.K.

get next to the last picture you drew
tell me your colors
no black and white
tell me your choice
not finished yet
tell me why

even if I do not understand from the picture
nice to hear your voice
tell in a whisper

I want to know the music you know
I do not want to listen
you tell me

feelings reflect in your eyes
enough for me,tell me your inside
let me know you
tell about your life

tell about your places at lenght
let me know your wheather,your water and your soil
let me see your view
let me go to your roots
tell deep

I want to ask a lot
you tell,I will listen
I have no job but you
tell me about you
not enough, tell me other than you

shortly, sweetheart
tell me everything