I sit here with a flower
and place it on your grave...

I sit upon my bed of glass
and pray for it not to break...

Silence is my enemy
Silence breaks me down...

It replays in my mind
of the day you went away...

I got the news today
of my best friend who ran away...

I know they say that it gets easier
but when will it start to fade...

A distant melody
a broken chain...

One more day
one more night...

Its almost the day
since you went away...