Christopher
Still thinks of her
He keeps blaming himself
He can't imagine a life without love


He keeps thinking about that night
When nothing went according to his might
He has to suffer
For she was his only pride


This loss is a tragedy
His life is so lost in all this agony
If only she was here
He must have felt like a king after victory


The city lights make no difference
So around his heart,he builds a fence
People all around crack jokes
As he seems to be losing his sense


He shouts but no one to hear the cries
He calls her name as in Heaven,she sighs
He wonders if there's a way,
So at night in the dark, up in sky, he flies