Days have become long and lonely
Watching the hands of the clock...
When I wake up every morning I wanna see your face
Give you a kiss and make you breakfast, be held...
No one knows this girl\'s sick of
living this lie we call life...
I know that I'm fortunate don't get me wrong
I have my Health, Youth, Others only have a song...
How could I have buried the living man inside
The dead speak within me haunting my sleepless...
Tears are what are left behind
From Dear Saint Nicholas...
As the light of your memory fades
my days grow dark...
A boy sits in his room,
With a needle in his hands...
The rain drips slowly on the softened window pane
The pitter-patter makes me remember again...
Fathers day, daddys day
So now the other kids cant play...
Daddy, where are you?
I don't want to play this game anymore...
Fava, I can still see you
With your camera in hand...