When you have no one to turn to all you have is yourself to pick up all the pieces,
When this world fades your heart will crumble,
When the rain falls,
The angels will sing,
All I have left is no one to trust,
To kiss, or to even hug
When you see me fade away,
Promise me not to cry,
Just sing me a song goodnight,
All I have left is myself in the end,
There is no turning back the hands of time,
All I have is this heart,
A heart full of pain and regret,
In the end all I have is my tragic life.
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true for all...in the end everyone's alone. best wishes, mehreen