You were always there
But now you gone...

My love for you is like a book with no title.
Its a secret whats inside...

This is the story of a young girl
with no hope...

Theres not a trace of what i do
you cant relize that it is all for you...

When Morning Comes it will be to late
When morning comes its because of fate...

Why am i fighting to live, when I'm only living to...
Why am i trying to see, when theres nothing in...

You say that I took her away,
You say that it's all my fault...