They say keep your chin up,
they say hold your head high...
Flicker the candle light goes
As the flame licks the wicks toes...
He whispers haunting words in my ear.
and i smile...
I climbed up to the roof to see if I could try.
I looked in the mirror and said...
I regret those words I told you.
The day before you died...
The girl and her veil
lowered slowly to rest...
Anticipation...Building,increasing...expanding...
Waiting,waiting...
At gate of heaven, there I stand
with deeds engraved upon my hand...
O! Sweet sorrow--
her feeble hands, shaking...
Your words were cruel, so filled with hate.
There's always people judging , ready to rate...
Death has the power
to decide for your life...
I wonder what my life will be
how am I suppose to be...