Nights

I wrote this a long time ago...

The days grow shorter
The night grows colder
but in the end
We're getting older
I shouldn't defend
What I know is wrong
I'll write the world a new sad song
With days of old
And nights of new
My heart is cold
With dreams of me and you
The dreams of death, pain and sorrow
And I know, I won't wake up tomorrow
But still I remember you and me
And how happy we used to be
Sometimes you call
Even when I fall
You know it hurts me to hear your voice
I know it hurts, I have no choice
To see you one last time
To hold you one last time
Would make it all worth while...