You tell and lie.
I cry in tears.
You say goodbye.
I mourn in fear.

You watch the sky.
Your death is near.
You want to die.
My sights unclear.

I ask you why,
but you can't hear.
I wish you could fly,
but you dissapear.

Through this dark night,
my heart bled.
To see such a sight,
I knew you were dead.

It wasn't right,
the anguish and despair,
I didn't have the might,
to tell you I cared...