I fill the void with desperation, hoping someone will hear my cry for the precense I need.

It seems I will never find the romance I crave, and my heart will forever bleed.

In a last attempt to close my open wounds, I shout out in the eternal mist that surrounds me. But I soon realize I will never have a certain guarantee.

I lay down and I watch the world pass me by, I now see I'm all alone and I silently start to cry.

I lived this lifetime in a big lie, when the world always laughed in my face with such wry.