Standing under the stars
In the stomach high grass...

The cold rain falls and the wind blows all around
The feet standing on the soft muddy ground...

As I cry I run
Out the door and...

I walk across this frozen wasteland.
My lone tracks the only flaw marking the surface...

Black skies crying
Silver lightening flashing...

Thoughts of you stalk me
and follow me all day...

I miss the old you,
I miss the old me...

Staring into the darkness,
the only thing I see...