As summer bids goodbye
And the trees wept
To a solemn solitude
The breeze of winter comes
And the leaves took refuge on the ground
In these times
The broken branches will mend
And they will heal
With the memories of summer
Until another August
And the day after.
Over the bearing sea
And the storm howls its fury
She calms and clothes me
When the dusk of morning breaks
And the golden sun smiles down
Her face shines over the horizon
And fills up the emptiness in me
And when the pit of darkness
Clouds a pitch black cloud over my head
She always shines a light for me
She has her own kingdom
Where happiness do exist
Where rainbows never end
Where sorrows always mend
I like it when she smiles
I like it when she makes me smile
She will always be in my heart
Where dreams can come true
To my sweet princess
An eternity of friendship
For me and you.
At ten to midnight
And nothing can make us tame
This burning desire we fight
We burned our lips to our hearts desire
We turned the heat up
And let no one extinguish the fire
We held each other
Never wanting to let go
We kissed so passionately
As the wind started to blow
I felt your heartbeat
And you felt mine just the same
As the night seems like forever
And the rain washes all our pain.
You can rest here for the night
They can never harm you here
For they seek only your fear
I've been grazed by the garden of torns
To secure your path for the nightly storm
Demons would not last at this stage
Crumbling down at my fearful rage
I insist you'd stay with me
Just for the night or so
And insist I will
For they are hungry to kill
Something that is so passionately rare
Do embrace my lawful torns
They would not sting a bit
It only does so in a myth.
And looked into different lights
The pale blue sea
And the moonlit mountains
The everglades...and a burning tree
I chose the path to conquer my dream
A path that seemed endless
Of muddy terrains and bloody streets
I chose this path to see if I could leave
A part of me that doesn't want to die
I ended up in a maze of deadly torns
That tore my heart and left me bleeding
But at the end of each path
I always see a light
And that light shines and blinds
And that lonesome path always lead
And always end to you.