She took my hand, we left this land,
never seen again by none of my friends.
She came out of my past,
she said we would last.
I believed her.
Both of our souls,
together we flowed, and I was true.
Then I found out she was doing me wrong
with you know who.
She fell out of the sky
and I never knew why she came.
When she told me that she was leaving,
and that it is over, "No more, that's it."
I didn't cry or ask why.
I came out of the grave
and nobody remembered my name
but at least I'm alive!
Written by... Rick Sentieri