She was beautiful
With her long silk hair...

These voices in my head
They have no end...

I cant say Im mad at you
I could never be...

She keeps a smiles upon her face
A smile I know, could never be replaced...

When smiles fade
and tears fall...

In the end nothing matters. What seemed to start...

Your little secret,
Nothing short of an obsession...

I'm treading blue
Today...

And in our moments of great pain,
We wish for it to only rain...

In the end it was me who let you go,
something I was dreading from the start...

Shes a picture with so much beauty
Yet there is no image...

I see your plastered face.
The one that hides your innocence and grace...