Who could that be at four in the morning,
I stumble down the stairs yawning.
A policemen, asks to come in, i agree,
There are two of them, They look serious to me.
Oh no, i suddenly remember the night before,
The night she walked out, slamming the door.
Please god no, Let her live,
She is so young, So much to give.
Time stands still, the words come out slowly,
Nooo, it can't be, she can't have possibly...
I told her so.... I knew it, i knew she would,
I could have stopped it, i wish i could...
They need me to go with them, i nod distantly,
I scramble on some clothes, runs down stairs quickly.
I still can't believe it, this just cannot be happening,
i blame myself, even though i kept on explaining.
Why did she do that? How could she?
I wish i had explained more simply.
How could he go so fast? Didn't he see her?
Tears well up, my vision blurs...
I can't face it, i can't see her.. i have to,
I think i have to say goodbye, She would want me to.
My life is at its ending point, no reasons....
No weather, no days, no years.... no seasons...
Shes gone, Thats the end, Shes gone,
I cant see what i did wrong.
I treated her right, gave her everything,
i wish i could bring her back or something...
But all the tears in the universe won't give her to me,
I live with the fact shes living calm and peacefully.
Shes in a better place, drenched in light,
While i sit here in eternal night...
