Bright blue eyes shine like
Rain upon my window pane
Hair like golden waves spike
Just as sweet as sugar cane

When he goes away
He will never comeback
There’s nothing to say
Hurts like a heart attack

He will leave the music,
Leave his calling
When he does, I’ll be sick
My whole world is falling

He will steal the sun
Like he stole my heart
I will hold the gun
Like a work of art

When I hear you moan
I only wish to be dead
Don’t leave me alone.
Next to your hospital bed.

But something tells me to be strong,
It’s the feeling of past loved ones
Although the tears burn my eyes
Now is not my time to die.

So I let the gun slip to the floor
As I hear the flat line,
You are no more.