You’re always mine, in my eyes.
You’re my light when the night comes.
You’re my fire, beside me when it’s cold.
I can see you above, in the clouds.
In the end, you’re still around, and I
wish you were here when it’s cold.
Wish I could hold you, one more time.
Please stay here, or take me with you.
This pain I can’t bear, hope it’s not true.
Why are all the tears? Why all this silence?