I stare at the cross hanging on my wall.   It's just a memory of days which are behind me   The colours blend though violence of lenses of the recess of my soul      All I ever wanted was to live   with those that touched with burning hands and seared this flesh together   All I ever needed was your love,   the beauty of a moment, why can't it last forever?      My songs echo with the voices of a thousand   who penetrated past the calloused layers of pride   "Have I lost you, have I missed you?" is my eternal cry      Finding glo-sticks by the road, I wrote my first song with you   We walked where the tea leaves grow, I just want to drink my apple juice