The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is coming
The storm represents your fears
And all that you have run away from
They've come back for their revenge
Will you face it or run away?
Runaway, like you did before
Let your friends fall, like you did before
Or face it, like you should
Help them, like you should
Chin held high and heart strong
Your blood races
The lightning strikes, the thunder booms
You will not run away
You will fight
The Ghost Of My Past
Fumbling, stumbling,
I Love Your Cute Smile
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
Something Like A Memory
Raindrops on window panes
Forgiveness Is Precious
Some people view forgiveness,
All About Girls
Girls!
As Is Life
It's strange the things you remember
Love And Hugs
A bunch of flowers,
Before I...
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
A Float...
Pen and paper are my tools
As Is Life
It's strange the things you remember
