I worried about the meaning of the "I'm sorry"
In the note left behind
The ringing of the phone pains me


I'm sure it's about THAT.
I'm just running from the truth


I know, a coward right.
I think of you, and before I know it,

I'm running off.
The good times still live on, even now, in my heart
'cause I can start over with you,

Like back when I first began to walk...
The falling rain, was colder the more I headed towards you


You died right before my eyes
A 'husk' that gave no response.
The silence just pained me so.


Your smile, your tears, your voice
Your body, your body, your me,

I can never see you again.

The good times live on forever in my heart

In my memory you show me that cheerful smile
When I met you in a dream,
You were as much a cry baby as you always were

I wished I'd never wake up
I softly wished,


That you wouldn't go away
I softly wished
That you wouldn't go away

I softly wished...