Do you remember the days we used to talk?
All the hours we spent hanging out...

There you lay
So stiff and cold...

I wish i knew what to say,
I wish i could make those things go away...

As i sit down and think
Tonight i realise...

In the dark deserted, doom-staring graveyard
Next to the crumbling tombstone...

I saw you walking down the street
And said 'Hey there, you look sweet...

Its been a long time
But for some odd reason...

Don't leave me here alone
And in this state of mind...

I walk up and down this street
who knows what its called...

Her friends told her
Not to go...

He drops his bags by the door
She knows he wont be back anymore...

I look around me
an empty room...