Cinerous Drops of November Rain.

You made me over, you made me better.
I'll miss you, my dear friend, for as long as forever.
Never had a chance,
To live before you died old...
Someday we'll see each other again.
I'll meet you in heaven, my weary dead soul.

You were supposed to be the part,
The one that would never, ever break.
Ticking on an on, for my unforgiving heart.
It was so hard to love you...
When all I ever knew was hate.

YOU let me take the shot of cyanide.
It not only killed us, but it killed me, down inside.
Maybe you're not dead, but avoiding me.
Only hiding in the tears I've been weeping...
Watching life roll by, like clouds between my eyes,
And quietly sleeping.