To look back on everything I lost,
to see your face among the highest cost.
Knowing I have nothing here,
brings me to tremble with fear.
To remember back to that night,
for the first time I saw betrayl in your sight.
I have only myself to blame,
seeing as you died still saying my name in pain.
I remember begging to God each day,
that I would see your face and my soul for the trade.
Now when I see the rain,
I'm looking through the eyes of my own lame.
Its a cruel game I have to play,
knowing I will never hear you say,
I love you each and every day.
