A thief stole the room's
atmosphere the day I heard...
You always helped me when my day was rough,
you always sat and listened to all my stupid...
I wonder if the rain is just evaporated tears.
It would explain why so many fall from the sky...
She is my hero but she doesn't know
I wish I could tell her that I Love her So...
There are mornings
when I wake up...
Walking along the shore with persuaded heart,
Your memories are lost among the stars...
Waking up to hair on the pillow,
more and more fall out everyday...
Faded memories sleep in dusty frames,
lining a wall where the words meant everything...
I remember our days together so clear
me happy, not feeling any fears...
I walk in that room
and see you lying there...
Its hard to see an angel die,
All we're left here to do is cry...
Today is the anniversary of the day
When you my sweet Ngaire passed away...