Ribblet

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.