One too many mornings feeling blue
As rain pours outside...

A stream of sorrow flows through my veins
Carving away all essence of life...

Why won't you come?
why won't you see...

I wish I knew how
It feels to be free...

Why can't I see
Whats happening to me...

Received a letter from you today
Ran up to my room...

Standing still yet slipping away
I'm idle with despair...

When the sight of your face catches
My eyes...

Tempestuous thoughts softly collide
Swirling in my potion...

This is not goodbye
As you watch my final breath...

My life seems to be spent
In solemn solitude...

I wish you could be here tonight
And upon my darkened world shed light...