If my life could be measured
By how many tears I cry...

Why does it fee
Like I've lost control...

I was standing at the window,
Staring out into the distance...

The sixth day
Of the sixth month...

I am a child of the night.
I spend many evenings...

All our actions have consequences.
All our doings have results...

I may be alive,
But I want out inside...

I had been searching for Him,
Looking in every possible place...

And so another day will pass,
Another part of her will die...

The night was dark,
The moon was high...

They say that everyone needs love,
Especially when they don't deserve it...

What have I done
To upset the world...