To the crazy nights, and the broken knife,
whatever happen to simple pleasures.
photographs were kept out of public exsposure.
To moonlight rides in the back seat of your car.
Dishonor , Disgrace
Forever in pain,
knowing he wont ever get to have her hand.
Forever in his vows,
awlays going to be in doubt
eyes meeting eyes,
simple and pure.
lips-lips
sweetly tasting upon her tears.
hand to banded hand of marriage.
she smiles at his wedding ring,
knowing he'll never be apart of her world.
he holds her close dreaming he wont leave,
thats when he whispers:
"To the crazy nights, and the broken knife".
it sends a shiver down her spine.