There was a day the world stood still.

I saw the future held in your eyes.

It seemed to good to be true.

And alas, it was.

Ripped from my world,

To dwell in a house of anonymity.

Truth it reaches inside your soul.

At least this is a dream I hope you hold.

Tomorrow is another day,

And passed another year.

And you won't ever hear

The falling of this wounded tear.