The day grows long the hour's cold You're taken away, but not that old Can't understand the reason why We were forced to say goodbye
Goodbye
Now i can't believe it, yet i could foresee it An empty bottle and a wasted life Now that i've seen it, i still can't believe it The pain it stabs me like a rusted knife
I often sit alone a night And question myself how to do this right I feel you watching down on me Give me a sign to make me see
I can't believe that i would be the one to ask How could you leave in such a careless way All of the things i never got to say Will die along with me eventually one day ...and waste away
Wasted life and an empty bottle Wasted life and an empty bottle
