We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost it I, I slowly lost you too.

For when he died, he took a part of you.
No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes.
No explanations, no $#&@ing reasons why.

I watched it eat you up, pieces falling on the floor.

We stared at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way.
I would climb my way to heaven, and bring him back home.
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.

The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost it I, I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.


Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end.
Death is only a chapter, so lets rip out the pages of yesterday.

Death is only a horizon. And I'm ready for sun to set.

"IF ONLY SORROW COULD BUILD A STAIRCASE, OR TEARS COULD SHOW THE WAY,

WE WOULD CLIM OUR WAY TO HEAVEN, AND BRING HIM HOME AGAIN."

We would do anything to get him back to you.

We would do anything to end what your going through.
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way.
I would climb my way to heaven, and bring him back home.

I would do any thing to bring hime back to you.
Because if you got hime back, I would get back the friend that I once knew.