His crying eyes,
Dying in the night
I see pain,
Afraid to have pain..
To feel the future
Lying in our hands
To see the past
You don’t understand
Lying on a bed of roses
Thinking about the days in life
Just when you think it’s over
You have another day to survive
The falling leafs of the trees
Lying dead on the ground
Waiting for the wind
To be carried away
To be found