After the nights dark, come the days
The days becoming more often gray
Hiding the suns rays
No more light
Becoming the norm, an everyday way
It's showing on my face
Inside nothing but rain
Curled up in bed and staying away
Phone off, T.V. off I don't want to hear
what anyone has to say
No desire to play
I myself ,I betray
Laying full my ashtray
Fighting to live and stay
One day after the other, then they become days
All of a sudden it's May
None I remember or did I save
Consumed only by the pain of those days
When my love strayed
Nothing familiar because it is not the same
Depression I have become it's prey
As the days go by my heart becoming hard as clay
Day after day of not so good days
To trust and to love, who said it pays
Vivid are those last days
Before my love decided to stay away
Those days when we were called they
Twenty years ago of days

Without my love there were no more
Days
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