Shes sitting in her empty room,
thinking about what she should do...
Sitting in an empty room
awaiting my certain doom...
We shared a few laughs...
Knowing it was our last...
All of my dreams vanish into thin air,
Of all my friends only few seem to care...
In her life, there is a hole
Tragically wounded, is her soul...
He loved her and she loved him
Then their love began to dim...
Ice cold eyes and diamond tears
looking back on broken dreams...
Tears of Beauty
Please forgive thee...
As I pick up this pen
I reflect on my life...
I'm sorry to have to leave you
You may think its selfish...
You see her hurt,
You see her cry...
Funeral homes are colder than usual
in late spring...