How are you?
I don’t know what that means, do you?
Can you take a greeting, into a personal meaning?
I’m fine, but are you?
Fine starts to turn into a lie sometimes
Behind these eyes, nothing seems to matter
A reality being turned into a fantasy
And the answer doesn't seem to be so clear
The emotions start to disappear
To where nothing is important
A girl trapped within in her own mind
Battling with sweet solitude and sorrow
Always thinking about today and not tomorrow
Wishing time would stop and pause for a moment
Looking above the ground to see what beauty it holds in the sky
Don’t cry, of the fears you once had and smile that something so perfect happened
Beautiful, is tonight.