I run my hand through my hair
Why do I suddenly care...

His tears fill the room
Those around could hear his sobs...

I can't stay put
These walls are crumbling...

Looking through the staind glass
Watching the yesterdays play before me...

The gavel came down
His words came out...

You crafted my lust and desire
Into love and need...

I just want to be angry
Is that such a crime...

Its darker than before
The silence resting...

See the boys dream now
But I dream late...

Simply put
Take my hand...

I run my hand threw your hair
And wonder where it went...

If I told you how I felt
You would surely bleed...