Sitting in my empty room
As i try to find an empty peace
while staring at a glow in the dark moon
trying no to let my lovers words cease.

In my ears he rings.
His voice singing somthing sweet
Reminding me of younger days before teenaged mood swings,
And before two failures were fated to meet.

Two failures
One was real, one is fake
Two friends who were fated for failure
One left standing with the real, and one left standing with the fake.

But the past is not to dwell on
Its not there to eat away at you
The past is the past for it is things gone
its only there to guide you.

So sitting in my empty room
Where I found my empty peace
Still staring at the empty moon
Listening to my lover sing, praying he does not cease.

His words touch my soul
Ripping my memories apart at the core.
Creating a deep hole
But numbing my heart which has grown sore.

Causing me no pain
Wiping my not yet fallen tears away
Washing the bad awaywith rain
Preparing my soul for the late flowers of May.

As he sings, I lose myself
As i sing, I lose my thoughts
His voice makes me look inside myself
Trying to remember how I lost my thoughts.

With the start of his words he makes my heart race
His words of the heart make my mind flutter.
I only wish he could see my face,
Then smile and watch me melt like butter.

If only he could see me
But he could never love me
For we could never be
That's just the way my life has to be.

So now I sit here on my empty floor
Not lost in my empty head
Staring at my unopen door
Yearning for my empty bed
I have found my empty peace
So not i can funlly bring my lovers voice to cease.



 
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