What's tomorrow without you A silent memory glides in the winds of change The flow of the river disturbs my inner peace Confined by my worries Only wishing that I didn't care I could only hear whispers of what used to be
Will you be here with me And show me where to go Only wanting to forever stand in your presence was never enough Quietly I'll go to sleep
The first thing to occur is always the last With this ending sensation I have overcome my limits and not feed my inner hate Until my sun has set