There's so much of you
I want to see
There's so much of you
I want to hear
There's so much of you
I want to feel
There's so much of you
I want to know

I want to delve in deeper
Into your mind
I'd like to hear the nothings you whisper
You murmur when you're about to go to bed
I'd love to get to know the soul
That's perfect inside
I'd like to wake up next to you each morning
And hear you snore lightly

There's so much of you
I want to  *love

The piano sings into the night
    like a nightingale upon a lonely branch.
Underneath, the lake glistens.
Every streak of soft blue, sailing gently
   to touch the moon on the satin water.
Stillness silences.
Stillness, and a bird's cry, the rest of the night.

The bird has died but the feathers wander on.

Sitting here wondering
where'd i go wrong?
Sitting here thinking
how i've been in pain so long
look back to when i was a kid
before i went down this horrible road
before i knew what pain did
before the seeds of anger were sewed
stuck doing things i never thought i would
like rebelling and self-harm
hurting myself more than i thought i could
just look at the proof on my arm
i want to just curl up in a ball and die
i say i would never take my life, but we know that's a lie