You hold me so high,



say good bye to me,

if you can't accept what you see.

I'm wishing,


praying (even though I never was a believer),

that you would love me.

So now, I try,

hide in disguise,

Forget the lullabies,

stars hang from strings,

in black skies,

My heart is among them,


You're eyes find me in the crowded rooms,

and sweaty highschool halls,

of teenage life,

and I want to jump into the pools,

of everlasting blue,

Will you be there?