From our eyes, the water falls like rain
In this place, left alone with nothing but our pain Why, the question on our lips
Die, the tears begin to drip These are the tears of remembrance
Each one a memory of significance
You left us alone, the pain not our own
Now we turn to the future days unknown Why?
The question on our lips
Die!
The tears begin to drip When your heart is broken, there is hope And though we carry on the memories
We look towards future days And now we cry why did you have to die? Why, the question on our lips
Die, the tears begin to drip
And though we carry on these memories
I, even more, cause my life aint the same
Anymore. We carry on, for there is hope.