Sunshine kisses tickle me softly,
As I wait in the winters rain.
Memories of simple laughter,
Stir the loving thoughts again.

For a moment I will forget them,
As the day does pass slow.

A happy occasion brings tension around,
Its a catalyst for unvented feelings to sound.
So why did he stay and take the brunt,
Of a false accusation, thats not what I want.

What a hindrance, what a pain,
To find myself in love again.
I hope its lust confused with joy,
For I can never have this boy.

My youthful heart is too easily won,

On the steps I wait alone,
Im not that bothered,
Its just slightly cold.

The train is once again late,
Im not that bothered,
I just hate the wait.

Im not sure of the people around,

Timid to touch I hide in the walls,
Watching intentively as everyone falls.
Choosing to retreat, as they break down,
No comforting whisper, not daring a sound.

My friend she has a soul so bright,
But yet she is afraid of the night.
She seeks desire in a world thats lost,
But is scared to touch that is so soft.

I love my friend for she is mine,

Tears of golden joy do wake,
A summers breeze does sweep.
Like falling snow in winters way,
My heart does fail to sleep.

Soft steps through clouds untouchable,

I will remember the cold of the air,
As it tickled my neck raising the hair.
I will remember the heat from the sand,
As I ran hot footed to discover new lands.

Strangers we met on a far away land,
You gave me no name, instead gave me your hand.
I could not refuse, as I was afraid.
To live as a shell through meaningless days.

My fear is a fire nestled deep in my soul,
It will never leave me but I wont let it ruin my goal.
My shame is a puddle trapped in my brain,

My bed my friend you keep me close,
You hold me up and warm my soul.
But bed I fear, we have fallen apart,
For lately you have not been joyous of heart.

If I were to die before I said goodbye,
It would be the saddest day that ever passed.
Not for me, i would be dead,
But for all the things that were left unsaid.

When im alone, I think of me,
And everything I wished to be.
To fly to paris and fall in love,
To see the stars as a daring dove.
I dream of sunshine in forgotten lands,

A little flower shone so bright,
Yet there was only the smallest of lights.
It made no sense, why wasn't it weak,
It bugged me forever that this plant couldn't speak.

I stand so close to what I fear,
I hear it burn, I hear it sneer.
I feel the echoes burrow deep,
I see them tear me, make me weak.
I know my limits, should I care,
If im tossed into nowhere.