I know I'm wasting time
Keeping you on my mind
but I don't know what to do
All I can think of is you

There are some things to be said
Everything or about nothing at all
Yet I'd rather go to bed
Than stay up waiting for your call

I look up into the sky
I close my eyes
Trying not to cry
Holding in a sigh

I just want you to be happy
No, I will no longer ask
My hope for you is one day
You'll let your love last

Scream.
Scream into the sky.
For one day I will be with the stars,
And I will hear your voice
Once more.

Stare out
Into the skyline.
Look at
The wavering distance.

Where the illusion of
The sky on fire,
Hinders the word
From hearts of ire.

Golden silver,
Midnight blue.
Let the storm,
Bring morning dew.

Crashing waves,
Flickering lights.
And off into the distance,
You let out the sigh.

Every step
An echo
Every breath
Wasn’t sure if it was the last

Walking through
Misery and pain
I catch the tears
Of a fallen night rain

It has been long since
The sky has smiled upon
This barren land
Which I once called home

Trapped
This broken heart
Has forgotten hope
In a falling star

It is strange. Life is strange.

To think that you are this person.
This amazing, gifted person.
That you are able to see the light through darkness.
That you are able to see stars when the clouds have wrecked their havoc upon this ground.

The belief that you are something more.
The belief that your pieces create more than just a pretty picture.

But in reality you're not.

Because all you ever were was sorry.

And it's still not good enough.