Am i the cause of the many sorry's?
am i the cause of your narrated stories...

When the time came to let him go
Tears took over and did they show...

I sit here in obscurity
Reoccuring past...

Stole away into the night where the wolf howls
Scampred into the willows trees upon the lake of...

In the dark corner of memory lane
There i remember an eternity of pain...

If I love you was a song
It would be the sweetest song I ever heard...