What about us? Can i see you again? You can say no. You'd crush all my hopes and dreams, but it's an option.

..and me holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands

This time, it was more of a thought than a feeling, a soft heat that began at her mouth and unfurled through the rest of her.

I'm not done writing songs about you yet.

I'm sorry no one saved you.

and i was right here , almost right within reach , but still one thousand mile away

In the end, you have to write like you're not afraid of the critics.