Every second I die, as the days of separation nearby.
A sense of numbness is taking over my mind and I am helpless.
I want to be alone, I want to die.
A part of me is dead and a part of me will always be alive.
With heavy heart I will wait, wait for right time.
If only i could go back in time, erase all my memory.
Live my life second time.
But for all the questions in my mind, I know the answers.
That the 2nd chance cannot be taken, it has to be
earned.
A part of me is dead and a part of me will always be alive.
With heavy heart I will wait, wait for right time.
