Age Rating: 1 +
All alone, eyes closed, singing your heart out.
Fingertips brushing against your right cheek.
Slowly tilting your head left to right.
The lyrics getting you teary eyed.
Relating to the words.
The slow piano touching your soul.
Amy Lee's voice filling your heart.
Hours being wasted, but you assume it's only been a minute.
Your fingertips find themselves sliding against the nearest surface.
You feel as beautiful as the song.
You want everyone to feel this way.
This is how I feel when I listen to Evanescence.