No more sunshine, no more light.
No more moon and stars at night.
No one wants to see you cry.
No one wants to say goodbye.
I saw your joy, I see your fear.
On your cheek, I see a tear.
I grab your hand and hold it close.
A few more hours at the most.
I see the hurt, why is it here?
Now from my eye falls a tear.
It starts a river, salty flow.
We all know you have to go.