The pain in life can go so deep, it can chill you to the bone. When that's the case, I turn my face and wish that I was home. The sky grows dark, my legs are weak, my heartbeat faint and slow. I call her name, she answers not, and I am all alone.
Once love lived here, bold and strong, faithful, honest, true. Trees of life, lawns of laughs, and joyous flowers grew. Now love is dead, shriveled, cold, a hollow empty grave. The queen has gone, all have left, but I a lonely knave.
My heart cries out for love, for peace, but answers only pain. All hope is lost, the dreams are gone, despair it falls like rain. A future once so bright and free now fades to black and bleak. My life seems insignificant, a tear falls from my cheek.