Something I came up with during my depression.
|I'm crying now on my hands and knees. Now that you're gone, all I can do is plea, that you'll return someday, though I know, that wish will never, never come true. I'll be lonesome, crying over you.
Now that I'm on my hands and knees, engraved in stone, your name reads. If I would change the past, I know what I would do. I would spend your last moment right beside you.
In a nightmare that just came true, I had to go on, without you. I'm crying now, on my hands and knees, over you. I wrote a note, and placed it where you rest. And my dreams are with you, in gods home land, Heaven.
Oooo, oo, oo, oooo, ooo. Oooo, ooooo, oo, oo, oooo, oo. Oo, hoo, hoo, oo, hoo.
But though you left me behind, I will hold on to the memories. Though you left me crying on my hands and knees.