It was a fantasy
It was a play
in all those stupid days
try to be right
try to revive myself,
you know that I fight.
You know where I am.
How does it feel when you're gone?
Everlasting sun
crumbled and stolen
by grey
It isn't right when you're gone
All the things I've done
have become pointless
and fade...
You didn't see.
You didn't see.
I've changed a world for you.
I've changed my mind.
And yet you look at me as if you're blind.
It isn't fair,
and I can't find the words
I wanted to say. And all of it hurts.
I should say that I miss you.
I don't know if that's right.
I believe you won't listen,
though I really wish you tried.
So I give back your picture,
all that gold and the wings.
I loved them all, until they died,
those sad-eyed pretty things...
How does it feel when you're gone?
Everlasting sun
crumbled and stolen
by grey
It isn't right when you're gone
All the things I've done
have become pointless
and fade...
You didn't see.
You didn't see.
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