when you left the room today   it felt like they'd shut down the world   I want to learn but I feel like I just mock you      if your whole lofe is about writing   you have nothing to write about   like you'd want to freeze all moments forever      with so many beatiful minds I feel I'm just a far cry   I've decided to never get old and never die   with so many beautiful minds I feel like I'm just a pathetic try   I've decided...      look it's spring but you never care   do you mind if I sit and stare?   you say life's too short to waste it for the living      but how many well written lines do you need to capture your life?   this book of you can't describe your smell   well how many well written lines do you need to capture your life?   this book of you...      are you free now in your beautiful mind?   or are you somebody else this time?   you don't need to care if I care   write down all your thoughts and the're always there      chapter one   the noght waas cold but still   you waited here my love   to have this story told      my eyes   they dried out long ago   from always wanting more   than I could ever have      and I   feel now that I've gained   so much from your first smile   but you could have it so much better      and I'm   feeling it's ok   to stay behind   but we're no better      at least not today