[center] All the lines she wrote all the words she spoke are inbetween this dusty air and it doesn´t help no drop of any tear can justify a smile Is this what she wanted? What she prayed for every day? Is this what he needed them to think? Ans she´s just so tired but his life is getting in the way and so she goes on for him there´s nothing else to do today and there´s no back again He can´t get out of bed nothing left to change the seasons it´s too long She can´t forget the sound they swith to black ans white and draw it´s gone Someday he´ll have to go home to face the world alone god only knows how you sleep at night if you´ll reach to face the light