Only those who have gone mad
Can understand the true beauty
  of love
Those who have gone mad from the sorrow
Those who have gone mad from the heartache
Those who carry thousands of broken hearts inside their own
Those who care too much
Those who cry behind painted smiles
Those who sleep in empty beds
rather than in shallow skin
Those who dance in the rain instead
of complaining about the weather
Those that practice kindness even during their darkest hours
Those that belive magic, dreams, and wishes
Are necessities of life, even when they are againt the odds
Only madmen know
The hiden colors of love
The secret kiss
of eternity
Can find the lost
road of forever
So if I asked
Would you take my hand
And go mad with me?