Always Walk Where You Like Your Steps.

Some Might Tell You There's No Hope In Hand Just Because They Feel Hopeless But You Don't Have To Be A Thing Like That You Be A Ship In A Bottle Set Sail

Oh Look At How She Listens She Says Nothing Of What She Thinks She Just Goes Stumbling Through Her Memories Staring Out On To Grey Street

In Your Eyes, I See What's On My Mind.

I Believe In Love, But Believe It's Love That Keeps Beating Me Down.

I Say My Hell Is The Closet I'm Stuck Inside.