I look into a room full of
people,
Laughing, drinking, telling
stories,
They seem not to care,
As a girl sits alone in a
corner crying, full of fear,
She moves into a shadow,
Now she is hard to see,
But I can still make out,
A lonely wet streak upon a
blushed cheek,
I followed her into the
shadow,
and I saw her against the
wall,
I saw her sadness,
and I saw her madness,
I saw through her like she
was part of nothing at all.
As she looked up at me,
I saw the clear blue in her
eyes,
And I was there sitting
beside,
the girl that makes the sun
rise,
I stayed with her until she
died,
She was my reason for
living,
She was my reason for life,
She was my family, to have
and to hold,
she was my friend that
fought for me, so bold.
I loved her with my heart,
I loved her with my soul,
I loved her so much,
I wish I still had her to
hold. |
