Is it too late to go in peace, I wonder how how these things did start anyway Maybe too late to find a way, when the trail of grief is marked with memories
Now when you're gone, the warmth of the sun seems so faraway
I believe - in everything I see, every second is a miracle for me I believe - after sunshine comes the rain, and when it's pouring down the only thing I feel is pain
I walk alone through shapeless dreams my only home is the wasteland that I cross I close the door and turn the key those days of joy are barely memories Now when you're gone, your star will shine on, wont you shine for me
I believe- in everything I see, every second is a miracle for me I believe- after sunshine comes the rain, and when it's pouring down the only thing I feel is pain
