A little statue in the drawer of her desk, next to lighter
and the memories she gave to him.
And he just can't believe, angels took her away in the middle of the night.
God left his side, he refuse to pray.
we are just looking how he's taken his own life away.
and slowly he starts to hate her, just because he didn't know.
while no one knew.
now he's woken up, takes a look at her picture.
it all seemed so perfect but faith had other plans.
she left him on that warm night, the last night she was here.
with birds so softly speaking about the news, with this storm comming up.
and as we stand in room filled with sad people, it made him feel so old.
the rain took over and a part of us died.
she would never coming back, he would never speak to her again.
and every 1 may, we are all looking at her face like nothing ever happend.
still the pain remains.