On your own for all these years
In the dark hiding your fears
And your tears behind the heavy rain
...
How does it feel
When you still have the pain
Of wounds that will never heal
When you still can taste the sweetness
...
The sun is shining
But I'm still whining
And you're waiting below
...
One day I woke up
Not knowing what you stole
But After thorough searching
I knew you took my soul
...
Eighteen years ago
Love was not a sin
Now I still don't know
Things that might have been
...
You hate me when I'm happy
You hate me when I'm sad
You hate me when I'm calm
And also when I get mad
...
Promises that I broke
Haunting me everywhere
Like a cloud of heavy smoke
Its smell changing the air
...
Not Milton, not Shakespeare
Nor Edgar Allan Poe
In your mirrors I appear
A gloomy lonesome crow
...
My face will never show
The fact that I want to hide
But I already know
There's something dead inside
...