I sit here tonight
With thoughts of you...
You're the cure
To my pain...
What is this
I feel...
Walking down the stairs
I see my Cinderella...
There is something
About...
As the sky becomes grey
I miss you more day by day...
See: to live is to suffer to survive, well that has to find meaning in the suffering. |
There is only one rain cloud in the sky...and it's raining on me. Somehow I'm not surprised |
What We Do In Life Echoes in Eternity |