As I lay here alone,
Swallowed by pain,
I stifle a moan.
My cries are lost,
In this empty space;
And I have to face
The cold.
Ask for knowledge best untold
I don't know how this will unfold.
I wander down the echoing halls
Of memory.
I feel your warmth,
So far away.
And I wish that you would stay.
As I lay here alone,
Swallowed by pain
I let out a moan.
I pray for the rain,
To wash away the hurt.
But my wishes are lost,
In this hallow place.
And I have to face
The cold.
