Nights alone feel the space around with sadness.
If only there were a reason, if only you knew.
I sit waiting for each day to go by as I wait for a new day to began.
I wish I knew why I sat alone a night counting the hours go by.
It's dark, it's quite, it's something I wish to escape.
For these nights to go away that would mean being fixed as if I were broken.

I dream of a day where flowers bloom and birds sing.
I dream of a day where only happiness greats you and I.
I dream of a day where you and I could talk, but I dread the days that I don't know what to say.
I dread the days alone, the nights get longer, the cuts get deeper.
I dread the days were sadness is at my doors pulling me by the neck.
Most of all I dread the days you're not here.