How come every time I see your work
I feel that smile of yours...

I don't want to hear it
I don't want to see it...

I feel so lost
empty and alone...

I wish to go back
before this black...

Down it drops
useless and hollow...

Here I go
one more time...

I gave you a smile
we talked for awhile...

We hide behind are mask
not knowing how long it will last...

Lost in the darkness
no way out...

More then once
I find my self crying...

There you go your going for good
maybe we didn't say all we could...

50 feet Intel the ground
ill bow my head soon to jump down...