And lord knows she's beautiful... lord knows she's a person that's seeked.
A lovely creature, who etched her butina's stem in the earth that was deep...
A freshman of College, who loved expressing her knowledge to professors, yet modest..
Every question was honest. Nose in her textbooks, in her quest to accomplish
That yearning. And that burning sensation in her grew, I could see it.
But none of that mattered. I was in love with her desire to learn of such secrets
Hidden beneath the surface.. and we may of had our quarrels
but a long stride in the evening Sun appeased the disagreement runs
I loved her. Her beautiful smile could light up a room from a crowd...
Who paid homage to the black arts and followed the darkness that was looming around..
Her childlike nature to see it all for the best was acknowledged, a crest
reflected from the 20/20 experience, given me depth perception.
May have had memories I regretted and buried deep, but it was a ressurection
a rock, banned from sight - a light beyond Evanescence.
But once I hit the front seat, and her the back, I heard a crack...
Rubber burning, swirving, smack the dashboard - there's no turning back...
And Lord know she's beautiful; no one could ever leave her alone.
Life would keep her company, even if she wanted to be on her own.
No one could teach her a lesson, the very sight of her resting
was like a confession through the night too see the life she was destined.
An orchid would grow from her luminous blow, a kiss
echoing from the walls of love, reigning in on the window pane of pain within...
A chameleon mentality for joy, void changed again.
Projecting such innocence I have lusted, in exchange for sin.
She would always be so care free, which scared me, I understood...
Her worth couldn't be measured, a drug I took for my heartache have come for good...
The good and the bad, because I had no priorities then... so I'd pretend.
The theatre of my mind was open again... every roll at its end...
The completion of a Saint, the unfinished works of a sadist...
The apple of my eye until I say my last Goodbye
But once I hit that front seat, and cock the ignition?
She's peeling off the drive way... another car, roaring off in the distance...
And Lord knows she's beautiful, didn't say it enough...
Especially for that Angel in my life I gave up...
the consequence is a burden, for such a wonderful person...
absolute in the conquest of a love so uncertain
In reality? The pedestal you set was hard to reach for me...
Maybe I didn't exactly evaluate what other people could see...
when my conscious was speaking to me, the faith in which other people believe..
Your tireless efforts, I beseached to achieve, even we we....
Grew further apart... you were teary, I was having tremors, shaking..
That porcelain smile, I remember breaking.
Forever making that trench in my soul deeper; head is aching.
Started abusing medication for peurile preservation..
But that won't take me back to the achiever I knew...
Lord knows there was no cure for the disease that I grew...
But once I hit the back seat, I understand whole heartedly...
That you won't be up there in the front to start the car for me...