And, the sky too shall cry   
The silent tears I can't scream.   
Each tear drop hence,    
Shall fall down as rain with the breeze.    
Silver spindles, bright and sharp.   
Pouring down soft and slow.   
Beautiful like fading a rainbow.

I still feel your lips,
Pressing against mine.
It's slight pressure, erases the bad
Gives me hope to go through this night

That's the thing with life,
No one makes it out alive.

i need one more of that kiss
you've burned into my memory,
some more of the warmth,
accustomed from within your arms.
I need you, i really do.