It’s Over
It’s hard to smile
When you crying.
It’s hard to breath
When you dying.
It’s hard to watch the world pass you by,
When the suns in your eyes.
It’s hard to sleep
When you’re alone.
It’s hard to dream
When you’re away.
It’s hard to keep my feet on the ground,
When all you want to do is fly away.
It’s hard to survive
When you’re done
It’s hard to see
When you’re fading.
It’s hard to hang on to what is real,
When you slip right through my finger tips.
It’s hard to move
When you’re gone |