The night was stormy,
The sky, it was black...
I am not
Who you think I am...
A quiet day alone at home.
The sky outside is an enchanting blue...
I get goosebumps
When I hear your voice...
I wrote you a letter
On the prettiest paper I could find...
I'm leaving tomorrow
And I don't know why...
I can't hold on
I can't take the pain...
I'm feeling depressed,
Oh so morbid...
I love to listen to the dead of night;
I love hiding from the bright, white light...
Yesterday I died
A torturous death...
"Welcome to New York," the pilot...
"We hope you enjoy your stay."...
Feeling down
And oh so blue...