I know a girl, she puts the colour inside of my world.

but she's just like a maze, where all of the walls continually change. and i've done all i can, to stand on her steps with my heart in my hands. too many corners in my mind, so much to do to set my heart right. it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready, but if i take my heart's advice i should assume it's still unsteady. I am in repair.