I know it hurt when I closed the door
and i know youve heard these words many times...

I hate how it feels
to be left in the dark...

Cradle this broken heart
cradle this broken dream...

I'm not enough to keep you going
I'm not enough to burn this flame...

I carry this cross in a solemn vow
that everything before me will revive itself back...

I miss you like the morning sun
so warm upon my skin...

You left with every scar
every pain unerased...

I used to have a friend
I used to have a life...

Young and hopeless I had linked onto you
the only smile I ever saw, and the only one I ever...

You are mine in this sort of dream
You are still dancing among the willows calling...

The day you left
The day I died...

Love is not what I thought it was
before i met you...