Don't you see his broken spirit?
Our angel lost his faith...

There she sits, before the television,
Tears streaming down her face...

The warm air passed over me tonight
And I found myself standing there...

In the depths of the blackest of skies,
I find the brightest of stars...

Do you hold him in your arms, dear friend?
The one whom I called son...

The Christmas tree was chosen
The ornaments all hung...

Thinking back on memories,
Of all my yesterdays...

The pain just keeps on aching,
The tears continue to fall...

Come here - I am afraid to speak these words
Of desires and emotions - wishes and dreams...

Im looking down upon the soft
Earth beneath my feet...

As the tears begin to form in my eyes
I try with all my strength to not let them...

My heart breaks as another day passes
With me starring longingly at the phone...