The sound of loneliness haunts my ears
I ponder my thoughts...

Every minute that passes
Is a chill running down my spin...

Good morning
The sun is out...

I remember when my mother was well
Depression never dwell ed...

I'm sorry is a hard thing to ask.
It's almost a question...

Hiding in the shadows
I find comfort in the night...

It hurts so Much inside
To hear what you have to confide...

I apologize for all the things I've done
I apologize for all the tears I've caused...

Why can't I stop her pain
Why must I feel this shame...

Sitting in a lonely crowd
I just can't figure it out...

It was the 16th of March in 91
Nothing could be said or done...

My singing soul
Now full of fear...