From the sky
Why can't these drops
Replace my tears
Closed my eyes
How could he still
See through my fears
Cross the line
Why won't he just
Take it all from me
Instead of smile
His devilish way
To say he's sorry
Can't he tell
That I can't ever
Bring myself
To wish away
These dreams?
So if I could go
On that last drive
Out of my head
Wishing he'd save me
That the show would stop
And turn the page
I'm going
I'm going out
To let go of this story
My empty hands
Your empty smile
Is all better than sorry
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