Tears streak out from mourning eyes,
Life is dimmed in murky darkness,
Dreams and hopes begin to die,
Emptiness you caress,
This is sorrow.
Dreams turn to nightmares,
Life is solid stone,
You become encumbered with many fears,
In the night you moan,
This is sorrow.
Cheer turns to dread,
Happiness fades away,
Thoughts of despair in your head,
As minutes become days,
This is sorrow.
You stand alone on the grave of dreams,
Your eyes, happiness, it can no longer see,
Who has a soul that's empty and a shattered heart,
Blissful this person can no longer be,
This is sorrow. |