Woorden: Destro. The Accuracy Of Broken Whispers. The Last Kiss Good-bye.

My heart
my life
i owe to you friend
how you used to light the night
and so accustomed i?d become to your smile
a comfort like none other and words as soft as feathers
and now to see you lying here
uneventful, awaiting entrance
into a place i cannot go
and i don?t know why, you must go
but if you have to then you must and life's been real selfish
keeping you, confined to us
caring like yours is so valuable...
and now its time for others to see what we've always known (2x)
in a land of false emotions you were always true