Will there ever be another you? I live in hope, but there
are only a few. But what can I do now you have walked
away? I’m left knowing that you’ll never come back
another day, leaving my heart to break every time I
am awake. From morning till dawn, I feel lost and worn,
falling apart and ever so torn. maybe there are days I
wished I was never born. But what is there left after you
have left me feeling so lovelorn?