Fireal

Without you I have nothing
But the crying...
Crying...crying...crying
(make me cry)
The flowers fade in the silence
Of our old home
Where I was whole
The shards I will hold
But my hands are cold
So, so silent
So, so silent
And here I sway
With nothing but the crying
I'm on my way
To seal it now...
This winter will hit much harder
Than the coldest fall
The rips on the wall
Her lips on my own
So silent
So, so silent