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