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Alarm Clock"Inside the dream that happens every night, you leave me coldly like a lie...I hope my alarm clock rings quickly and wakes me from this dream."A nightmare where I cannot stand being around her.Ring, ringIt's gone.A nightmare where I find her plenty of times a week with someone else.Ring, ringIt's gone.A nightmare where I visit her for the last in the emergency room to hear her last words.Ring, ringIt's gone.And a nightmare where she tells me, "I can't take it anymore, we're through."Ring, ringIt's gone.Never before have I been so pleased to hear my alarm clock every morning wake me from these nightmares,When I love her too much to think that such things could ever happen to us.
An Oblivious Summer's ChildWhat sort of child am I, to have not yet pondered,The beauty of summer and all of its wonders?Never had I seen the sea's shimmer, Nor the sun in its reflection casting an extra glimmer.Never had I seen that sun so bright, 'Til it struck me in the face in broad daylight.Never had I been around a small campfire,Roasting marshmallows while I perspired.Never had I gazed up at a dark sky full of stars,And realized their light reached me at a distance so far.Never had I realized the heat of the day,Because no other season felt quite that way.What an oblivious child I am, had I not yet ponderedThe beauty of summer and all of its wonders.