• The air is cold, the birds don't sing.
    There is nothing here, no happiness to bring.

    Tears fall quietly, my pain comes in waves.
    I drown in my sorrow, looking at these graves.

    This is my fault, that I know is true.
    My guilt never ends, because I killed you.

    I kept your secret, while you slowly died.
    Now that I think, I wish I hadn't lied.

    I had a choice, I could've changed fate.
    But now you're not here, because I was too late.

    Everyone has left, but I sit here alone.
    Letting out the hurt, that I have never shown.

    You pay the price, while I sit here in shame.
    You're laughter is gone, you'll never smile again.