I don't hold a promise in this kiss,
And I don't owe my tears to this love
I will be the wind, the inspiration of my taste
I won't need you to help me fly any longer
You are in the books that I read of
The character who's never spotlight
What happened to fairy-tales?
And I will keep my place on the dirt
If I had to move, my mark you'd observe
I'll daydream of your spell on me
Turning to lost history
Darling, I'm just a frame
You're just a picture
You'll soon fade away
I don't give truth in the meaning
I don't put feelings to the words
I'll come and go like leaves in fall
Safely hit the ground, and you'll rise alone