• When we danced,
    halls lit up before our path,
    and we pranced through the golden arches ahead.

    There was life,
    dancing my eyes,
    all of our pretending I don't get it.

    When you smiled,
    we were dancing at that time,
    this is no time to cry dear,
    making me feel sad.

    This is nothing,
    that's what you said,
    I cried when I got out of bed,
    pretending you by my side all night.

    I just wanted a reason to live,
    wanted a secret to hear,
    wanted a kiss to give,
    wanted a ring to bear.

    You have taught me not to give in,
    just to let out,
    all my fears and lies,
    honesty is a prize that you have not earned.

    I need to tell you,
    that this is not right,
    I want you back,
    but I cannot fight.

    I will not walk a lonely path,
    without you,
    I will not speak a lonely conversation.

    Once I looked in the mirror,
    you were there,
    playing with my hair,
    saying how you loved me more than anyone else.

    All my tears flow down,
    I am sinking down,
    This is going down.

    I feel,
    so unaturally real.

    So free,
    my hands are not aching.

    So hard,
    my muscles not shaking.

    I fall,
    into the darkness ahead.

    I reach into the lights,
    and whisper your name
    into the darkness,
    it calls me,
    I want to leave you,
    but I'm pulled out,
    and I'm bandaged up,
    my tears will flow no more.

    When I woke up,
    I felt you again,
    you were holding my hand ever so softly,
    I didn't want to let go,

    This was my love story,
    I won't let it leave me,
    and my soul,
    my wretched soul,
    will weep for you.

    I cried in your arms,
    for the last time,
    I heard you cry out "Don't go!",
    it was too late,
    the green light states that I'm dying,
    I whisper, "I love...you."