Everyday i\'m getting weaker
i can\'t resist the pain
my breathing is heavy
and whenever i\'m sad it starts to rain
except in my mind the sky is crying
crying it\'s tears for me
under the clouds tears you\'ll see me praying
and trying to get back my key
it is the key to my heart
and my love took it from me
now my heart is torn apart
i have to try and steal his key
but i know for one i\'ll never get his key
for i know that he doesnt love me
so inside i am dyeing
and i just have to keep praying
that maybe one day he\'ll return the key
but then again... now that i think about it
i dont want him to return my key
Maybe he should keep the key
Maybe it\'s supposed to be this way
and if he keeps my key
he\'ll always be in my memory.
