In the hours of grievance,
My heart is beating
I am trembling,
My hands are cold
A shiver runs down my spine,
As my heart seems to fold itself in

Words seems to be silent,
Will no one hear my loudest scream?
The pain and the ache in my heart seems never to get healed,
I am locked in my own world of despair and saddness..

I cannot find a single soul to trust,
A friend who would hold me tight.
Who will walk with me and lie near me
Who will hear me to death and garnish me in every way
Is there no one to lead me out into the limelight?
Is this a god message to be independent and fly?
Why don't god seems to realize that I need my angel?

Will noone hold my hand and be there for me?
Will no one make me smile and heal me?
Alas, my hopes are fading away
Please my dear angel come right away.
I need you more than the universe does..
In my hours of grievance..
This innocent heart seems to stop.