Everyone has their own path, a light to guide them through the dark,
We've all gone our separate ways, our futures falter, our past stays.
Although a lot of things have changed, I knew they'd change they had to change, and our whole life was rearranged, 5 long years I would exchange.

Our little group was torn apart, some with ripped and broken heart,
some moved on to better things, some just let their life begin,
Although a lot of things must end, they had to end, I knew they'd end, and our whole life will break and bend, but 5 long years I wish would mend.

Now our number's down to three, some at university,
a few got jobs or moved away, some are here but refuse to stay.
Now the most important one, who left and left the world undone, you were so young, we were so young, 15 years is far too young.

We all have to die one day, but you were snatched and led away,
your brain and heart they disagreed about how the flow of blood should be,
You left and left us in the dark, the never, never fading mark, no goodbyes, no second tries, done, gone, lost, dark.