Why do raindrops
conform to the crowd
Why do they
follow in each other’s footsteps
...
I'll move with the wind
flying colors, past the peak
of the mountain you stare at
every morning
...
I want to take a
Risk, throw myself off a
Cliff, the air is so
Brisk, please grant my wish
...
Perhaps love is like a dream
hidden in the shadows
Perhaps love is like a dream
dancing in the cold wind
...
I should be proud, it went perfectly
But instead I’m standing here
It’s hard to breathe
That’s when my world came crashing down
...
Carry me back to
Amber’s house
That story long ago
Maybe I was different then
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