It's raining inside,
The thunder will never subside,
The calm has died,
Once more i have to hide,
My emotions have shyed,
My brain has fried,
My will has been denied,
There is few in which i confide,
To them i've never lied,
I know i've never tried,
I don't know how can i?
I know the end is nigh,
But i will not say goodbye,
Because we still may live and cry,
Every story has a good guy,
And Emma is mine,
Love, desire, cherish, shine. |