By your side
How many tears have to be cried,
'till you finally realize that I'm sad...
Was it the way I died?
Will this be all I get?
A sense of many worn-out lies
In every spoken word.
Now, my forgotten soul cries,
Of this painful hurt.
I dont't know, why I feel this way.
We never found it out.
So many things I'd like to say.
But even a whisper would be too loud,
To express what I'm going through...
And I don't know what to do.
Did you forget the past?
These times, together we cried.
And did you forget at last,
I've stood by your side...