Alone and cold, the world passes me by. I can't see the sun, or gaze at the sky. My heart is dead, the world seems grey. I've given up hope, no longer falling into the fray. No one can see my sorrow, I'm slowly dying inside. What if I don't wake up tomorrow? and can't be revived? Will I ever love again? can I trust another? I don't want to remember when, my heart was broken by my lover.