A thousand years and I will rite a letter from the darkest night 
asking you not to hold on to the things people say
because all I am is lonely 
a broken thought taken from me 
cant you just top to see
that the nights that's all that's left of me 
now im gone remember me
the things I always wanted to be 
And in a thousand years I will breathe 
Of the highest trumpet symphony
But, forgotten is the night and how hard I tried to fight 
Alone once agene 
I am lost 
a thousand years and you will see what a broken heart did to me