Why do I still feel tired when I get out of bed?
My body is awake but my mind is still asleep.
How can I feel alive when I’m so emotionally dead?
The night is as dark as my misery is deep.

Life has had its volume turned down.
Eyes look without seeing, ear hear but don’t listen.
Hands reach for hands not there, lips speak with no sound.
The hearts breaks and the tears start to glisten.

You leave me cold and alone.
The choice of a martyr stubborn as stone.
By your goodbyes you hope to atone.

I am the object of another’s desire,
Her heart seeking mine in this crush.
This forbidden love like a burning fire,
A secret that we have to keep, shush.

You leave me cold and alone.
The choice of a martyr stubborn as stone.
By your goodbyes you hope to atone.

Why did we have to part?
Even the stones crumble in the long run.
Why leave when you still have my heart?
Its not too late to make this pain undone.