I walk and I look down,
I stare at the ground...

From here I can see,
All the lovely leaves...

There once was a girl,
Her hair in curls...

These lonely days keep coming,
These tears keep rolling...

Internal,
External...

I know this came all of a sudden,
And I never thought it could be true...

What if I where black not white?
What if I where lost because I didn’t turn...

Our circle of friends dies,
Each our friends cry...

Loneliness sets in,
And again it begins...

Who cares about me?
Who cares about you...

Why do we have to live?
Why do we have to die...

Why do you have to go?
I love you so much...