Living on the run, dying on the way
Cutting all your veins, and yet you’re standing there
Smiling softly, eyes like summer rain
You could have lived a century,
And never see her dance
That’s why I’m here today…
They told me about you
About that winter day
When tears went all dry
When you gave up the play
Roll and roll the thoughts in my brain
Could I have saved your life
If the right things had been said?
That’s why I’m here today…
Oh it comes and it hurts now and then
When I think about her pain
And the lonely days ahead
Oh I’ll go and hug her if I dared
But it’s too late, and again,
She’ll cry for you in the end… in the end…
Early morning bites, cold haze on the plain
My head is empty, I’m walking to your grave
I wish we stopped it, I know we should have helped
Could you live a century, and never see her dance?
That’s why I’m here today…