It's really hard for me
to see you with her...
My broken heart belongs to you,
very fragile heart...
I used to live in secret hiding my every emotion
I used to cry at night while in my bed I slept...
When things get tough
And all seems to be multiplying...
For all the things you showed me
For everything you said...
You hold my hand
as we stand in the pouring rain...
The gift of information,
Of knowledge and beloved clues...
It seems like I've cried a thousand tears!
I hate the fact u are not here...
Everyday when I saw you,
Always welcoming people with open arms...
I hate the way you cling so tight
and not want to let me go...
Passing time is not enough
To dampen such a light...
I have a faithful friend
his name is Elijah Moishe...