I feel your pain - Like dead leaves falling on me.
Passed me by - Empty words of what could have been.
I feel the rain - That used to be our tears
Not in vain - How can I think, we´re "we" real?
-Lonely soul was seeking help.
I took my fall, that´s how we met.
Black haired angel, had no soul to sell.
I gave mine away, that´s how it ends-
-When we get to part numbered "three",
It´s time to lie and walk away.
Sad and so cold angel, oh well.
It was murder, there´s nothing else to say.-
She changed, to someone else.
Turned her back, like I did´nt exist.
Her face, her body is not the same.
I know I´ll leave, but the story remains.
