Not With Tears
Not with tears
Nor howls of grief
Will restore you face
And my belief
In life so happy
Yet it takes you away
From a world of sunshine
To a world of grey
I feel so little
Its a crying shame
To keep on living
When your not the same
Here in my mind
My heart and my eyes
I'll keep your face
Until my demise
I only wish
I'd held your hand
To take me with you
When you ran out of sand
Nor howls of grief
Will restore you face
And my belief
In life so happy
Yet it takes you away
From a world of sunshine
To a world of grey
I feel so little
Its a crying shame
To keep on living
When your not the same
Here in my mind
My heart and my eyes
I'll keep your face
Until my demise
I only wish
I'd held your hand
To take me with you
When you ran out of sand