• Jasper Cullen is my love
    I can see him from above
    The heavens call me back up there
    Nothing missing from his perfect hair

    Now i must leave to go up in the sky
    They call me now i wonder why
    For now i will just have to go
    Better if i dont go low

    So now i watch him as i fly
    Making sure that i dont cry
    Watching his perfect face go by
    Wondering if he'll ever die