eye NEED the story of my life....
today is.... october eighteenth....
today.... eye need the.... story of my life....
written in these walls are the stories.... that eye cannot explain....
eye leave my heart open.... but.... it stays right here empty for days....
she told me in the morning.... she does not feel the same about us in her bones....
it seems to me that when eye die.... these words will be written on my stone....
and....
eye will be gone.... gone tonight....
the ground beneath my feet is open wide....
the way that eye been holding on too tight.... with nothing in between....
the story of my life.... eye take her home.... eye drive all night.... to keep her warm....
and.... time.... is frozen....
the story of my life.... eye give her hope.... eye spend her love.... until she is broke inside....
the story of my life....
written on these walls are the colors eye cannot change.... leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage....
eye know that in the morning now eye will see us in the light upon a hill....
although eye am broken.... my heart is untamed.... still....
and.... eye will be gone.... gone tonight.... the fire beneath my feet is burning bright....
the way that eye have been holding on so tight.... with nothing in between....