Is it too late to go in peace?
I wonder how, how these things did start anyway?
Maybe too late to find a way
When the trail of grief is marked with memories
Now when you're gone
The warmth of the sun seems so far away
I believe in everything I see
Every second is a miracle for me
I believe after sunshine comes the rain
When it's pouring down the only thing I feel is pain
I walk alone through shapeless dreams
My only home is the wasteland that I cross
I close the door and turn the key
Those days of joy are barely memories
Now when you're gone your star will shine on
Won't you shine for me?