I've been fighting forever these terrible wars
i know that there is a secret in one of these...

Why haven't you come back
I've been sitting here awhile...

You think the rainy days would pass me by
and not a tear drop in my eye...

I hurt much more as the days go by my only answer...

With your empty hands you made me whole
these dying days are getting old...

My world
my life...

When i close my eyes
i still see your face...

Not a wonder, not a care
i am lost, in the middle of nowhere...

See that knife over there
i slit my wrist because you don't care...

You were different
your weren't like the rest...

Should i wait a little longer
but i don't know if i could be stronger...

I'm trying to hold my grip
but i can't promise you won't slip...