Waking in the morning only hurts more
Seeing your face in my dreams
For a moment we believed you had come home
But for many years you have been gone
The pain of not saying goodbye
Your eyes are closed now
And nothing will wake you
Shed no more tears
So scared and numb that I am motionless
So painful I'm picking up the pieces
You were good to me, but I was too young to see
I have lost a part of my life you are the reason to fight
Old photographs are all that remain
Sounds lost in an instant
Many years have passed I have grown
I'm the youngest you the oldest
When will be the moment I hear you again
Will I remember your voice
But I won't
I really don't know you
