OPEN FOR SUGGESTIONS      And I hope my voice reaches you tonight   as the moon fades into the water.    And as the waves drape across your knees   I hope that your thinking of (or at least trying to)      How warm it could be if I were there.      So when you hear the screaming from the hills above,   just realize I am not that far away (maybe I am too close).   And I've got my eyes locked on your heart    and I'll capture you anyway I can.      I hear the steps above now   and I'm glad your mouths stuffed with cotton.    It's way to stop the bleeding, (1 of 3 ways)   but it only makes the pain last longer.       But, Hey I'll make you love me,    or I'll die trying.   I'm trying anyway I can.