Woorden: Travis. The Invisible Band. Dear Diary.

Dear diary, what is wrong with me?
'Cause I'm fine between the lines
Be not afraid, help is on its way
A sentence suspended in air, way over there

Dear diary, what else could it be?
As nightshade descends like a veil
Under the sail of my heart
Be still, don't stop until the end

Dear diary, what is wrong with me?
'Cause I'm fine between the lines