As you lay, you begin to pray,
That maybe she'll come back to you...

I don't wanna be your trophy,
All I want was for you to love me...

Talking to you everyday,
makes me love you more...

Tears come and go.
They just seem to flow...

You are the prince of my heart
The one with the key to this fairytale dream...

Just that moment to late
That I missed you...

" I miss you" are the words that pop...
Knowing that you are dead makes me die inside...