Alias: Grace

It's okay she knows the way to go. and paint the trails retire in the grey. a twisted thorn in her weeping dress i lie. hide these tears before they run. that dreary smile she left behind.
I'll fall into her eyes.
She said it would rain soon. the moments pass us by. everything i left of you. memories are hard to leave behind. closed your eyes and left me here to die. i loved the way you used to smile. i will not leave you