• Missing you

    My words weep the tears of solitary injustice.
    My love, we live at different paces,
    as i fade into a broken compass.
    My love you contain the fame.
    I stand here naked and full of shame,
    as I am the only one you can blame.
    You went away,
    and Now all i can do is miss you.

    I cry my tears upon a midnight pillow
    I cry out these fears under the lone willow.
    I call out to you,
    but my words are no longer true.

    I follow the stone you wrote your goodbyes on,
    the shadows lengthen and the days grow old.
    I burn the past roads,
    and search for you.
    My love,
    My love.
    There is no love here for me,
    so i sing upon empty winds.

    I cry my tears upon a midnight pillow
    I cry out these fears under the lone willow.
    I call out to you,
    but my words are no longer true.

    A new beginning is around the corner,
    with out you there is no substance,
    with out you there is no meaning.
    So i cry my break soul upon the bloody wrists,
    I cry my pain upon the souls of children.
    I write with in the shadows of darkness,
    words we never spoke.

    I cry my tears upon a midnight pillow
    I cry out these fears under the lone willow.
    I call out to you,
    but my words are no longer true.