Midnight not a sound from the pavement. Has the moon lost her memory?. She is smiling alone. In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet. And the wind begins to moan. Memory, All alo
'Til now, I always got by on my own. I never really cared until I met you. And now it chills me to the bone. How do I get you alone. . P. Reign. I sit back and reminisce, it hurts to think abou
Yeah, yeah, yeah. . If you wake up and don't want to smile. If it takes just a little while. Open your eyes and look at the day. You'll see things in a different way. . Don't stop, thinking abo
I search the world to find the girl. I need, I need. I know she's also searching out. For me, for me. . I keep on going way past the 11th hour. I keep on going way past the 11th hour. To find y