All alone,
I wonder what you're thinking.
Will you remember . . .?

When you look at me,
You can see all the pain.
Anger represented by the storm,
Tears shown by the rain.

Late at night, I lie under the stars.
Thinking of how you made me smile.
I know I hate you for what you've done,
But if I could have you back, for just a little while.

I look into your lifeless eyes,
And say goodbye,
To all I thought that I knew.

I'll turn away from all my lies,
And bid farewell,
To life, to you.

I'll turn away, pick up the ashes.
The remains that I've left behind.
Watch the life I used to love,
Crumble before my eyes.

I know you're still out there,
Flying with the angels, free to roam.
And as I stand upon your grave,
I know you're almost home.

I watch the end of laughter dawn.
I spend much of my time crying.
I don't want to believe in this reality
I don't want to live, but I'm trying

What can I do?
I'm only half without you.
How will I go on?

And I'll remember everything,
Until the day that I am finally back with you.
I'll go on, and on, and on. . .

I'll turn away, pick up the ashes.
The remains that I've left behind.
Watch the life I used to love,
Crumble before my eyes.

I know you're still out there,
Flying with the angels, free to roam.
And as I stand upon your grave,
I know you're almost home.

Every time I turn around,
I hear your voice.
And I'm loving you, missing you.
It's a hellish cold night.
Just want you by my side. . .

I'll turn away, pick up the ashes.
The remains that I've left behind.
Watch the life I used to love,
Crumble before my eyes.

I know you're still out there,
Flying with the angels, free to roam.
And as I stand upon your grave,
I know you're almost home.

I'll turn away, pick up the ashes.
The remains that I've left behind.
Watch the life I used to love,
Crumble before my eyes.

I know you're still out there,
Flying with the angels, free to roam.
And as I stand upon your grave,
I know you're almost home.

Almost home . . .