Now, youíre gone and itís hard for me to realize.
Only god knows how much I miss your eyes.
I blame myself everyday, that I am why youíre gone.
I run through my head all the things I did wrong.
Nobody knows the sorrow I keep.
That every night I cry myself to sleep.
I seek the way I felt with you.
I felt like a flower covered in morning dew.
My anger was misplaced.
But how could you let us go to waste?
I guess all good things have to end.
Love could blossom if you had let me in.