THE MIDNIGHT HOUR GLASS WAS ALWAYS EMPTY WITH SAND RUNNING MY VEINS,OH SO PLENTY.. CUPID SHOT MY HEART ONCE AND TWICE MY HEART BEATED TOO SLOW ME DOWN, BY FAR I HAD TO LET GO... THE ADMIRATION I HAD INSIDE OF ME CONTINUED TO GROW WITHOUT ANYTHING TO SHOW HOW I COULD\'VE SWORN THAT ALL OF ME DIDN\'T GROW..IT WAS ONLY I