My heart may be just, but it keeps on filling.
With love by my side, I'm more than just willing.
But what is love, and even better, it's meaning?
Whatever it is, it shan't see intervening.
For without I am lost; a user with no drug.
Nothing else can compare to the almighty lovebug.

Lost in the sun, lost in the power
Girl, if you’re down just give me another hour
More lessons learned, but more to be found
The less noise there is, the more there is sound.
Submission isn’t required as much as it’s welcome
And baby you’ll be proud even more of the outcome.
Scared of loving shouldn’t stop the beat now
“Forever & Always” will always be my vow.

Maybe falling fast doesn't really sound too scary
But the view when you look down can be kind of wary.
Second chances never come, and people never change,
Well baby I still love you even though you've always been strange.
And I'm sorry for confusing,
Cause what we have now I’m so scared of losing.
But every second without you is a year for my heart,
So I guess it's decided let's get up and start...

Maybe I was mislead,
But I always think ahead,
So taking credibility is something that I must shed.
Hurting more never felt so good,
Cause loving you is will/should.
And maybe every stream of light is another ounce of sadness,
But seeing you, Lizzie, is keeping me from madness.

More than waves, swimming is a chance to let it all out.
More than ice, buoys make it easy to lose all our doubt.
More than snow, earth helps us stand up on our own.
More than leaves, rocks hold us down so we won't end alone.
More than sand, wind takes the end to a place that's brand new.
More than gravity, what's next?  Well I guess that's up to you.

Shouting farther, thinking of the last
Time only flies when you’re looking at the past
Changes build up and life gets bitter
That is, if you compare the bitter to the better
Life’s short, that’s true, but don’t waste your time thinkin’
That’s ten more seconds of love that you’re missin’
Memories may haunt but don’t let them control
The things you care most and their price at the toll

One day gone and another day past
The next day's promise is just as the last
No one can help or they'll make it untrue
Then break & blast and say they never knew.
Once strong means nothing, never blessed, never best
But the scars stay home and force you to address
I speak from the heart, but never can I prove
That the voices speaking now I completely disapprove.

Have you ever seen
such a moon-stricken sight?
Where the people you knew
got stuck in the night?
When everything you thought you had
was looking away from you?
Because the mirror on the wall
cast an image of pure blue?
Well if you haven't, I can say
you're lucky and intact.
Your life is yours to live,
and that's one thing I know for fact.

Sweeping across the walls of life
Is a mass of worries that stabs like a knife
Expected actions give way to dreams
Yet more and more have lessened into gleams
The life of love may rebirth and return
But until that happens I can’t stop the yearn

Along this cold and broken road
I walk and hum, all alone.
Resting here is more than torture
Cause staying here extends the future...

And wishful thinking can lend its hand,
But wishful thinking can’t lead a stand...

How to escape? I have yet to found.
Screaming, I am.  But not with sound...

Broken and depressed, I was thrown in this place.
My heart holds things you can never erase.
Memories, dreams, and feelings too,
Always have a way of leading back to you...

Taking chances, not looking back.
Walking into the clear blue glass.
Jumping off of my safe, warm hill.
Learning more than I ever will.
Healing what has been so haunted.
Forgetting all the things that taunted.
All these things with one big question:
Where is love's beloved mansion?

God, if you're listening, you better listen good cause lately I've been thinking there's too much misunderstood. I don't mean to complain, don't mean to be a bother, but why can't I see you if you are my real Father? There's many who will say that you are myth or tale, but if I do the same would that only be betrayal? An abundance of questions is what I'm stuck in, so if you will come save me I will gladly "live" again.

Hell would feel really good right now, compared to this.
I was so close to happiness, when I reached for your kiss.
Saw your panicking eyes, which broke my whole heart.
And when you turned away? You took me apart.
Assuming is one thing I really shouldn't do.
Because trusting someone is nothing of a virtue.
Why couldn't I be full of sheer glee?
Maybe it's because you’re all I can see.
Recovery is a word I wish was true.
But until it comes I'll be drowned by rue.