Though I could cry I'd write a line
for every time I think of you.
The skyline smiles for a while
and I whisper down I love you.

I read all your books and I speant all my time.
There's something in your eyes,
but I'll disarm you with mine.

The winds have changed
now the walk
down the hall
has filled with rage.
Take a day and breathe in,
breathe out,
the waste of me.

I read all your books and I spent all my time.
There's something in your eyes,
but I'll disarm you with mine.

I'd trade my perfect sight,
for one more troubled night with you.
Please take the fame I've gained,
pile on all the shame to see,
you with me.

I'd trade my perfect sight,
for one more troubled night with you.
Please take the fame I've gained,
pile on all the shame to see,
you with me.