We took those daring first stepsWhen neither of us knew how to dance Bodies trembling Hearts poundingWe started something beautifulWe started over tha..
I'm a messAnd sometimesI can't stand on my own two feetSo sometimesI might need a shoulderNot to cry onBut to hold ontoEvery once in a whileI like to ..
She is a pen that has lost it's inkFor a half written songShe is a pencil with a broken tipIn the middle of a sketchShe is an empty piece of paperIn a..