My life ended. I thought I was dead.
But to save yourself you went of on your own instead.
You lived through hell. You fell in love once or twice.
They treated you like dirt. Not even one of their sympathetic apologies would survice.
I was alone. I was afraid. I got part of me back but everyday I was getting delayed by my demons.
Without you I was lost.
You were alone. Afraid. You never got any part of you back. You are your demons. Your lost completely.
You was in a war you didn't know how to end.
You ran like hell, you got betrayed by your dearest friend.
You didn't know where to go. But you heard me scream,
You followed it through back and throw.
When I saw you, I felt alive. I couldn't believe you had survived.
You looked in my eyes and set me free. You knew all along you were always with me!
