Sitting in the dark<br>
looking through peices of a broken heart<br>
hands grow heavy,<br>
the weight drags me down<br>
feels like falling<br>
with both feet on the ground<br>
<br>
no hand to reach for<br>
no voice to yell<br>
no trace left behind<br>
no way to tell<br>
<br>
Sitting here in the dark<br>
the only thing i have left<br>
cold comfort in empty arms<br>
saying good bye to noone with dying breathe<br>
looking through peices of a broken heart<br>
hands grow heavy,<br>
the weight drags me down<br>
feels like falling<br>
with both feet on the ground<br>
<br>
no hand to reach for<br>
no voice to yell<br>
no trace left behind<br>
no way to tell<br>
<br>
Sitting here in the dark<br>
the only thing i have left<br>
cold comfort in empty arms<br>
saying good bye to noone with dying breathe<br>