You hold me so high,    say good bye to me,  if you can't accept
what you see.  I'm wishing,   praying (even though I never was a
believer),  that you would love me.  So now, I try,  hide in
disguise,  Forget the lullabies,  stars hang from strings,  in
black skies,  My heart is among them,   You're eyes find me in
the crowded rooms,  and sweaty highschool halls,  of teenage
life,  and I want to jump into the pools,  of everlasting blue,
Will you be there?