The skies are jet black, and cloudy.
Strewn with ashes from fires below...

Was it just a passing phase?
A love that lasted a few days...

They're all rushing back to me;
Memories we shared...

As i stare off into the sunset,
Not blinking, just staring so deep...

I look into a picture
a picture from long ago...

Goodbye last ray of sunshine,
i hate to see you go...

Why is life unfair to some?
The stabbing pains, of love now numb...

I can always act.
i can always smile...

I look at you,
and i see me...

It started out with just a cough,
a mere sneeze now and then...

If i was alone,
and fell in a forest...

What do i have to do for you?
What do i have to prove...