My heart will never heal,
by the way you made me feel...
Sitting in the pooring rain,
all the things I wished in vain...
Life is like a door it can open it can close.
when I see you I do fear that life is to short...
As I lay in my bed all the plain in my head wont...
For all the lies I said I would rather be died...
At the ends of the earth,
our faith reaches out to the sky...
I'm going to draw a picture,
I'll draw it with a twist...
In my slumber,
I sit and I wonder...